would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
Ive given up on my natural charms. Im trying different accents till some girl wants to hook up with me.
i have rugburns grass stains and some road rash. im an all terrain slut
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
There's cake. And donuts. And strippers. It's like 5 year old me and 20 year old me are throwing a party together...
There was a half eaten cheeseburger on my coffee table. Guess I made it to McDonald's.
It isn't possible and the very mindfuck of that concept gives me a lady boner.
Meant to have fun, ended up giving speech about consent to guy at bar. Feminist side feels happy. Orgasms side feels confused and betrayed.
Dude too much vodka. I think I just puked up my heart
That's what you get for taking that guy home. The god of sluttiness is frowning upon you.
Do you think casino weekend will remind us once again that we in fact are not mature enough to be this old?
Look, the coffee machine died a noble death. It was the way it would have wanted to go. It was a mercy exploding, really.
Please can we have sex in this office for old times sake
Drunk me commented on almost all of her pictures. My favorite one is titled "be as the sea". My comment is "cold, rough, large and letting anyone come inside you. you accomplished." Guessing I'm not invited to the party anymore.
How awkward is it to have the guy you used to sleep with congratulate you on your engagement? I'll tell you. Very.
i want george washington to fuck me as hard as he can holy shit
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