I made out with four boys last night, AND EXCUSE ME WHILE I COUNT HOW MANY GIRLS.
so i was dancing to the glee soundtrack with highheels. i tripped. and the dildo fell on my face. i dont know what happened.
Hookers taste better with whip cream
Maybe we ought to get some pennicillin too
Fair enough
I knew we were gonna fuck after she told me she's seen that Porno before
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
I'm getting flash backs of last night. They're coming in song form.
After the Patriots lost I punched him in the face. But I still feel like that isn't a good reason to dump me.
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
Might be time to reevaluate my life. Banned from red roofs inns. Apparently I puked in ice machine. 3 hotels in a year.
we were the definition of too high: argued for 10 minutes about who was gonna get the condom (it was 2 feet away on the night stand) and past out watching adventure time.
look in the field by the highway and see if there is a high heel there. Or some Taco Bell bags.
eating on the run again ?
and if planning a fake elopement keeps me from fucking strangers and doing drugs, i think it's good for me
I'm gonna guess ur still high cus last night at like 3am my pillows were morphing into cats and I kept trying to pet them
i guess i fuck people who own bucket hats so i can't talk shit
just stepped out my front door and let the wind dry my naked body because I was too lazy to go search for a clean towel that may not even exist. I could live like this forever
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