she was screaming in french about how classy it was to be drinking wine. oh... she was drinking it out of the bottle. with a beer in her other hand while throwing up.
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
i really should have bought real food rather than condoms, olives, coleslaw and beer...
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
Grad practice is like a live scrapbook of my drunken sexual encounters
So good!! I became real good friends with an adorable black lesbian couple from Baltimore and a man in a diaper.
I spent the day drinking wine and meditating. I'm zen as fuck.
He managed to crash an entire train of shopping carts into a wall. I think he noticed my implants.
WHAT A DUMBASS ugh I'm so glad he looks like a middle aged dad now
I feel like I may be the only person who can say they crutched their walk of shame. past the secret service.
Honey...this isn't my 20's. This is my 30's. I paid for this house and these expensive ass sheets to fuck in them. Get your ass over here.
You kept licking my face. You said you were making sure I was real.
I’d feel the same about religion. We can talk about it, but I want you to go down on me first
Like he legitimately was standing straight up, feet on the roof, not holding on to a moving car.
I'm covered in bruises and scratches. I dont know whether to call them battlescars or sex decals
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