So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
just found his boxers balled up inside my tights, hidden in my freezer. damn i love college.
this isnt the first time ive seen her dressed as abe lincoln
he passed out at 11 at a party. he deserved to be stripped down an duct taped to the floor
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
My face feels like its stuck between a ball sack and an asshole.
Does it qualify as sexting if you're both pretending to be fictional characters?
I'm not sure whether to be proud of you or weirded out.
He played with my boobs the whole time we watched Scott Pilgrim and then started invited others to play with them too. It reminded me of how my mom gives out my french fries without asking.
it was like teleporting. everytime i opened my eyes, i was somewhere different... usually the floor.
seriously the second he called my tits warlocks was the second I knew I wasn't going to fuck him.
The guy I hooked up with last night left me alone with his dog AND IT JUST SHIT ON THE FLOOR. WHAT DO I DO
Ohhh the usual. Laying in bed reflecting on my decisions
As long as it's before midnight it's cool. But it would be understandable to ring in my new year shitting myself just before I go to Iraq.
I cannot believe I am seriously having a conversation about my best friend's sexual prowess as a dream lesbian.
and eventually we just all took our pants off
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