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can't come. weird drunk guy passed out on couch. long story, tell u later.
wtf. wake him up, call him a cab, get over here!
i just want to make sure he doesn't die. or rob me. plus it's facinating, he's faceplant on the arm of my sofa.
Admittedly I was a little ambitious with some of the positions but you walked in during the worst of it.
epic walk of shame this morning involving 2 subway transfers. I need to start sexing locally.
I bet her clit looks like pig in a blanket.
i woke up to 115 texts from him all saying "do you love me??"
And there I was, sitting Indian style on the kitchen floor, my fingers covered in peanut butter.
She needs to learn she only fits into our friendship as a DD.
Nothing like a $37 iTunes bill. Jesus Christ do you know how many $2 beer/shot specials that is??? The answer is 16. 16 beer/shot specials.
Getting arrested together sounded so much more fun in theory.
Its only 9:11 and I just somersaulted through a window. Its gonna be a good night
If I die young bury me in satin. And make sure there's a taco bar at my funeral.
I think my Halloween costume this year will be made entirely of pillows and I'll be Marshmellow girl or Kirby. That way I'm comfortable, warm, and if I fall over drunk I'm safe.
My phone just autocorrected 'vagina' to 'vaginihilation'...when exactly did I need to convey total annihilation by lady parts??
The number of tpain songs that actually relate to my life right now is embarrassing.
You were drunk it couldn't have been that bad
I've never been drunk enough to enjoy getting a blister on my dick.
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