Where are I am going home with Ryan
I don't know who this or Ryan is but it is probably too late to talk you out of it
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I did not stop moving last night. If tequila gives me that extra push to have an active lifestyle, so be it.
he's washing the lighter in the sink and telling me to picture unicorns. requesting backup.
I usually would've stopped there but I kinda remember opening the bottle of vodka, and we ALL know that's when things go downhill.
But life isn't just all about getting drunk & eating chicken strips.
Can you explain to me how i got kicked out of a bar last night, from outside the bar?
Please tell me why your entire hallway smells like microwaved condoms.
Solid teamwork gives us a good shout of both bringing home trophy cougs
Night is still young. Puking guts out part of it just began
But you've got to admit , for how blackout I was I look fucking unreal in those pictures
he came over last night and we fucked with the great british baking show on in the background. it was beautiful
"Fwd: Nice to meet you last night thanks for the tit flash" no recollec. i am officially banned from wearing tube tops to the bar.
how do I say, without sounding slutty... That I can take a dick?
I just split a tacobell party box with my boss. 12 tacos. We were equals for a moment.
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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