# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
I wish they made sweatshirts for legs
you mean pants?
We started making out, then he decided to get naked, put on a condom, and proceed to dry hump my leg, sweat pants and all, until he blew his load. I thought this was college. I immediatly left claiming I can't sleep in other people's rooms. He didn't even bother taking off my hoodie.
There was a canoe full of alcohol. It was literally a boat load of fun
You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals.
Lightning struck the tree right outside of her window as I came inside her. I think its God's way of saying go by plan b.
Weer fine. went to buiy cigxs, but hes theonly one waering shoes. He caem out wti chicke fingers instead. whatecer, there th 8 dollar kind.
I walked out of the bedroom naked holding a used condom only to be greeted by half of my family. Happy birthday mom
We have a pile of chopped wood here that suggests we may have chopped down a tree of some sort.
I've never heard "I will drown your mother in vanilla pudding" as an insult before, and then last night happened.
And he came all over himself. At least he didn't ruin my new lulus.
Actually though that could've been bad.
Yeeeaahhh, I'm in no rush to dismiss a level 6 booty-call that pays my bar tabs and understands my Harry Potter obsession.
Burnt my boob on a piece of hot waffle at work today..I feel like thats a new low point in my career..
I'm constantly crying, and now I start crying every time I masturbate which is a fun development.
For a second I thought he was going to give me an intervention
You can't give interventions in a bar!
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