your room smells of hookers.
And success
I wish Denzel Washington would coach my flip cup team..
Stop staring at my boobs, I can't concentrate
Well how do you think I feel
fair enough
im pretty sure all they do is fuck. and talk in baby talk. its two babys fucking basically.
new girl just came onto the hall stumbling drunk with no shoes on and the guy who brought her doesn't have them either
hungover subway ride filled with german tourists and a mariachi band. too early. too fuckin early
Sometimes you just need a break, and sometimes you also need to get stoned on these breaks. I sound like some kind of fucked up mr rogers when I say shit like that.
Also my vagina isn't a crater of death where nothing comes out
It was all going fine until I had to chug that strawberita bud light. That really ended badly.
And my nipple is sore from him biting it. That is not a complaint.
But there's never enough margarita money.
This is going to be one of those situations where we lose a day, isn't it
Who wakes up at 9 and says "let me send a pic of my dick to my ex gf"
If you're not my stylist, having sex with me, or agreeing to have sex with me don't fucking touch my hair.
It's a shame things ended how they did. We were well on our way to transforming from acquaintances with benefits to friends with benefits.
Apparently I gave a guy a hand job on the dance floor. ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
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