so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
so i was trying to be sexy and unzip his pants with my teeth. i got my lip caught in the zipper and it bled for a good 15 min, totally a mood killer.
I knew we should have skipped class earlier, my lab partner is drunk from last night and making up his own experiments.
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
My Pizza Lunchables won't fit in the fridge because of all your alcohol. One of our addictions has to give.
He is juggling broken glass botttles, I think its time to cut him off...
Your cum is still running out of me. I pity the next person that tries these jeans on....
figured after she passed out and i threw up in her bed, morning sex would be pushing it.
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
The bartender seems to not like the DD's anymore. I'm sad
I think my body is a cloud. This mixture of things is heavenly. Dare was wrong, drugs are awesome.
Like I would feel weird too if you just cancelled our wedding, cut off all your hair and started twerking everywhere
How is your new roommate working out
We are drinking at the laundromat. And will probably have sex later. So...pretty good.
I may be asexual, but I owe you a solid from yesterday. I am a man of my word.
Are you ok? Who pooped in my office?
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