i puked out the bus window last night on the way home. i remember it, but i don't remember everyone else screaming to put their windows up.
Now there's vomit covered trash all over the front lawn. I feel accomplished
We left the window open. My vibrators funeral is at 2ish.....bring a side dish or some shit.
I know I should be focused on nurturing their bright little minds but it's 10 a.m. and I need a cock in my mouth
2 things. 1. I just gave her a 6 hour long marathon fucking for America. 2. Thought of a new invention halfway through, and it's flawless.
All i remember is Liz dragging me home yelling at me, crying, and barfing
I sent him a pic of my tits and he said "Word." I need a drink.
BING! You are now free to move about my panties. He just left for work.
He's not replying to my booty call. Like wtf. You have ONE PURPOSE IN LIFE.
.As long as you're some how patriotic with your sexual escapades, I can support it.
I just went to add a song I had never heard before to my "high as fuck" playlist and it was already there.
I'm going to be such a slut in Europe I've already decided
Send me dick pics. We'll make a scrap book
day drinking didnt prepare me for this..
I'm going to blackout. I realize this
not only did he puke in his mouth and hold it.. He also sneezed while doing this
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