I'd say this is worse than that time when I realized that my favorite bath toy growing up was my Mom's douche bottle.
No one wears that much makeup to work unless they are trying to fuck their boss, NO ONE
when we got back we had sex. but it wasnt til the morning that i figured out her leg was broken
Somehow she slept thru the vacuuming, people walking in and out, and the sound of constant beer bottles hitting the trash, but when someone said weed in a regular volume of voice she startled awake.
i can feel the knowledge leaking out of my brain
replace it with alcohol - nature abhors a vacuum
I was just laughing and almost crying after I orgasmed, and then almost crying because I was laughing so hard. That's new.
Does he think you're psycho?
Officially...... yes.
Beer and tomahawks! Not gonna end well!
I should start wearing my Batman shirt more often when I drink. Good things happen. All sorts of shit.
I just remembered that we had an in-depth conversation about how it was too stressful to wear pants.
Shaving your bikini line at 11 at night in the Walmart bathroom feels trashy no matter why you're doing it.
It was one of those "how did I get to my bed and what am I wearing" mornings.
When we were all out of beer you took a bite out of the cardboard beer box and said "close enough."
You were carrying a 6 ft lamp that we stole on your back yelling "OHANA MEANS FAMILY AND FAMILY MEANS NOBODY GETS LEFT BEHIND"
What is it in my brain that makes me look at a penis and think "that belongs in my mouth"?
There was puke outside of my classroom and lecture was half empty. Damn thirsty thursday is intense
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