dude it was like an art museum there were boobs everywhere
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
He's been dancing to the same Rob Thomas album in his room for almost 8 hours now. Please never, ever bring extacy over here again.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
just so you're aware of it in the morning: you tried to slide down the railing on a snuggie. twice.
He showed up 3 hours late wearing roller skates and acted like nothing was wrong with that.
There is only one good excuse for how sore I am right now. And that is incredibly acrobatic sex. Unfortunately for me that is not my excuse.
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
After my second liter of German beer, nothing D-cup or larger is safe near me.
The amount of dicks I have seen in the last hour is more than I have seen in my whole life.
His boxer smelled like clean laundry while I was giving him head. It was delightful, like sucking a dick in a spring meadow.
Wait... so you had sex and then your ear drum ruptured? I'm not sure if I want to ask if the two are related...
Idk she seemed really innocent until she snorted that line of vicodin
Really dude? drunk texts at 9 in the morning? its wednesday
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