The streak lives on, still havent been to Towson without throwing up
Ok, maybe I don't want to know what happened last night... But somehow I guess I moved the oven.
I am drunk. Riding an elevator. You can smell the beer. Doctor on with me just smiling at me... He agrees, fuck cancer.
She straight up told me, "I don't care if he films as long as he's quiet." You sure you can't find the camera?
Woke up naked next to Alex and he was braiding my hair and then commented on how healthy my hair was. I don't even know anymore..
he told me it was like eating gods vagina.
Are you proud of yourself?
ask me again when I'm drunk. Then fuck off.
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
He was so aggressive it felt like he was giving my boob a root cannal
just so you know.. snorkeling hungover: great decision. I was throwing up and he couldn't even tell!
Did I call him? He cried after taking my bra off. You tell me.
Just put on slippers before underwear so you know where my priorities are
He put a doughnut around his dick and I ate it. What can I say. It was a good fucking night.
I need to show you how I feel about you by fucking you repeatedly.
And a hot pocket after we fucked. Heaven.
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