another moral hangover. fuck.
i keep forgetting that not all of my female friends are bisexual.
just had a flashback of you pouring champagne into my mouth from someones balcony..
There was a gay guy in drag passed out against the wall but we had sex in there anyway.
i feel like i got punched in the cervix. he's a little different in bed than i thought he would be..
I can't take any time off so I'll be here drinking mimosas til I puke at home with my kitty
Like really my mothers day gift is a pic of his dick
He said you stopped mid-fuck, called fives on his dick, walked out to grab another drink, and came back.
You screamed "show me a dick stand!" But before I could ask you wft that was you had passed out in the corner
I'M WORRY THAT MY VAGINA WILL NEVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF A MAN AND YOU ARE MAKING A MIXTAPE
He was my first. He knew. He knew right there I was wrapped around his penis.
I haven't seen her in probably 3 months and when she showed up wasted to my house she promptly pulled out her tit
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
don't bring your nerd jargon into this conversation about my naked body
what the fuck happend anyway? How did it go from smoothies after work to blacking out?
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