Don't fret. That vag would have consumed a lesser man.
they're scary. like turkeys that ate nuclear fucking steroids.
Based on how hungover I feel today, it makes more sense that the bouncer didn't let me in to that bar.
Good news.. I found out what I did Saturday night. Bad news... I found out what I did Saturday night.
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
ur roommate just sent me a pic of us fucking. i'm not coming over anymore.
She thought that based on the way she feels that she got drugged last night, but come on, her turn on word is hello, who needs to drug that??
There was an Altoids can full of urine in the bathroom. I do not want to know what was going on in there.
Ugh. I guess I'm crying loudly or something. My mom just came in and gave me milk, chocolate, a Xanax, and her weed "for the break up blues". Her ways of affection are so odd.
With a few pieces of metal and duct tape and a bong was created
Pretty sure at some point last night i said to myself "it'll be fun to completely lose my mind for a night"
I got laid two nights in a row
And none for Gretchen Wieners...
I remember that. We went to taco bell looking for pizza.
You were sober bartending last night right?
Sorta. I remember you crying, ripping rose petals off the flower stem and slowly sprinkling them behind the bar at me and singing softly
Romantic
im mourning your vaginas lack of frictional upkeep
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