Weren't you self-described as an 'arab' slut?
No?
Well my cheeks are red now
standing in line at subway, they've got 'stand up and get crunk' blaring. the lines out the door and everyone is dancing. Lombardi Gras rules.
I think it might be brain cancer. Hangovers can't be this bad
the only evidence i have from this weekend existing is a title page for a novel i tried writing called "the oyster who gave up drinking"
This titty bar has wifi. I just did FaceTime stage side
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
Just put my hand under my pillow and found a peach ring. Lat night just came rushing back.
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
I feel like this is going to result in some sort of tearing in my vagina.
Thats a chance were just gonna have to take
Just because I don't want to be her booty call doesn't mean I wanna stop getting tit pics. I'm a sucker for double D's
You're wearing a hospital gown and pearls. Let's reevaluate your life.
The ecstacy made me so dehydrated I started licking condensation off car windows
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
Turns out end of the world sex is H-O-T, HOoot! I'll be the only progressive lady smiling today
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
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