highlight from tonight: i hit on her and her mother.
He's gotten way too comfortable around me. He came into the bathroom and took a shit while I was in the shower.
there was enough confetti in my bra to throw another NYE party
the only reason i even kissed her was because we were having sex when it midnight, and i heard people yelling "happy new year."
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
So i know you wont get this until you land, but if i'm late its cause i was having sex. being blunt and hope that explains things.
she left around the point i tried to tie her hair around my dick
Hate is such a strong word! I prefer to think that you strongly dislike me due to the honesty I show towards your routine shortcomings of success in life.
I got pulled into the conversation by "she sleeps with everybody" then "she" involved sleeping with "cocks the size of a viva burrito"
I got a 5/5 with my "I don't want a baby" rant essay. She said my use of the word "leeches" was a powerful metaphor :)
Seriously, why do I have a mortar round?
he rolled over in the morning and told me happy valentines day. i don't even know his first name.
its hard to say precisely how it happened, but the next thing i knew i was on top of a mountain
can we fuck so we can live up to our nicknames for eachother?
I wiped my ass with a McDonalds wrapper. I've hit an all time low. Sorry for my impatience
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