Memory from last night that just came back: me forcibly jacking him off while he yelled I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS
oh fat girl friday strikes again...
I came out of bedroom with my jeans on backwards, zipped AND buttoned. I have inconceivable talents whilst intoxicated.
this ms. usa coverage has sucessfully humbled every girl here. depressed fish in a leaky barrel. go!
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
Why is there a condom in the dishwasher...
The shit I just took was four, very distinct colors. Jager night was a success
I appear to have wine on my toes. I am really not clear as to how this happened. I'm gonna have a little lie down.
Hahahaha yep. You were picking up the credit card machine and singing to it in Spanish.
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
Good god, my descendants are going to be fucked.
I was so high last night I honestly think my tears were medicinal
if he becomes president of the united states, I will tell EVERYONE that i took his virginity.
I mean, drunk me really liked him, maybe sober me will too. Who am I to deny fate?
He answered the door stark naked. When I called him on it he shrugged and said 'casual Friday ' Some boys can't be trusted to work from home.
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