It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
He put used condom on the handle of the plunger in the bathroom.
I left after my shirt got dropped in the toilet thinking that there was absolutely no good that could happen the rest of the evening. I hear I was very wrong.
Water skiing blazed is the most scary thing I've ever done.
Is "when in doubt date the guy with the bigger dick" a good philosophy?
I also woke up on my floor. Naked. On a pile of clothes. With my head in the trash can. And a sheet over me.
In all honesty the person most likely to secretly slip me drugs would be ... Me
I gave a very stressed out cashier a mini bottle from my purse the day after Christmas. It's what Jesus would have done.
You're a good person. Sharing is caring.
I'm up in my room and I just saw a naked guy sprint out into the streets from my mom's party downstairs
Best thing I ever did was get a dog. She's like a living trip alarm to warn me of visitors while I'm masturbating.
Ordered a pizza stoned. The guy handed me my pizza and I tried to pay him by handing him back the pizza.
We both knew it was over when I took a u turn at her belly button.
I must stop trying to make out with my friends when I'm hammered.
I just saw a girl on the phone crying and eating a sandwich. Thats talent right there.
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