I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
I haven't worn deodorant in like three days and have been laying around in my underwear listening to music and drinking. I think i've made my own Bonnaroo in my apartment.
She was so bad on top that i found myself watching a TV that wasn't even turned on
Her tits were the only thing that upgraded her from "no way in fuck" to "drunken mistake"
you can now officially say a girl has shaved your initials into her pubes. welcome to the club.
why did I try to FaceTime with 311 last night?
She was puking in a plastic bag while cleaning where she puked on the floor. She knows how to multitask.
he does have a point though, watching you drink makes me never want to drink again
hes supposed to be my fuck buddy. im not supposed to see him on his knees praying by my bed when i walk into my room.
Couple of things: my nipples are blue and knowing that at some point I'm going to have to poop is incredibly terrifying
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
also I woke up naked and covered in water but nobody can explain that part.
I just don't understand how she's willing to go through so much planning and effort just to get a dick inside of her
I refuse to plan drunken casual sex. Just think of the monster I'd create.
Omg I just woke up in his bed.. I'm fully clothed and he is naked. I'm so confused.
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