so it turns out, not only do the doormen judge the girls I bring home, but they rate them.
I bruised his dick. I bruised his dick WITH MY MOUTH!! I've never felt more accomplished.
So I've been to the library twice so far. Both times were for the atm, and once I was stoned. Junior year is going great.
It finally happened. My conscience stopped working. I've never felt so free
she looks like she scalped a horse for her weave
like a dude with a badge in a golf cart is gunna do shit. Unless he has a tazer. Then it's fair game.
I had such a pleasant walk of shame. The sun was shining, I smiled at all the high school suckers who judged me on their way to school, and I made friends with an old guy and his dog.
YOU WORK IN THE US CAPITOL! YOU CANNOT HAVE SEX IN THE BATHROOM!!
Dude, you are totally ruining intern season for me...
I was picked up from his hotel room at 5 a.m. and came home with my panties and jäger in a McDonald's bag so the desk attendant wouldn't judge me. This is what single at 25 is about.
Seriously? People are paying $45 for Surge?!? I've seen better one night stand decisions being made then the choices being made on amazon orders of Surge
So I'm already mostly naked in a kind of bed but obviously too lazy to take my boots off. It's like January 1st is already here
She moaned the name on my fake id during sex, that or she's cheating on me with someone named Victor
I shouldn't have watched rise of the planet of the apes and then gotten high. I'm now convinced that the cats are out to get me.
Dad danced on top of the bar with me last night. And has a video of me doing a beer bong.
Want to have dinner and we can talk about how my vagina can make you feel better?
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