I could write a book called "things that come out of my vagina"
after eating me out, he asked for something to drink. i gave him a glass of water and he said he needed something stronger.
This is a whole other level of drinking. Like the I used to eat paste with these people kinda drinking.
Ok, let's play "if you were a slut" again and try and retrace our steps last night..
I'm not proud of how I threatened that 8 year old during drunken laser tag
I spent the whole party making out with some guy. He wasn't that cute but six of my sorority sisters are fighting over him so I had to do something..
Febreezed myself at a stop light on the way to the IRS office. Judgmental glare from some old lady in the car next to me, thumbs up from her husband.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
If she "comes out" to me I guess I'll high five her. That's pretty much my response to everything these days.
You are the human incarnation of a drinking problem
Somehow I became in charge of getting my mother laid? This can't be my life? Lol
I'd say I was is in rare form last night but it's becoming pretty common.
he's like crack. I can't be in the same room with him while drunk and not do him.
We could have fun in a cardboard box. Think of the damage we could do at an amusement park!
I don't actually like you. I just want to hook up with you.
I'm fine with that
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