the only reason I knew his name is because half way through I looked up and it was tatooed on his chest.
I'm so used to throwing up its no longer a game of hanging over the toilet. Now it's just 'stand up, aim for the toilet, do my thing' then walk out
I just peeled a layer of cum off my eyelid. Don't even tell me that's not why you came over
at what point did putting a bag of doritos in the freezer seem like a really good idea?
Just had the weirdest flashback. Did we buy melon, take it into the restaurant and try to make them give it to us as dessert?
Are we hungover?
I got a lapdance from a gay guy in red uggs and spandex shorts with reindeer antlers on. And I don't remember it. Hungover does not even cover it.
Sweet. I'm actually coaching my work study into a 4-girl orgy so dinner was kinda important. Yes, I'm the best boss ever.
It took all the strength I had tto sit at my desk and not tear off my business attire and run screaming from adulthood and flourescent lights.
I literally put my pussy on his sideburns, it was awkward
There's a lil minaj in everyone
Broeke and glass. I feel so and. Appilogixe in morbing.
I think he's trying to finish jacking off before throwing up again
Honestly who turns down a free blowjob?
Crying in Target on a display sofa is normal, right? Asking for a friend.
Sometimes the most spiritual fucking thing to do is punch somebody in the face.
college girl with braces trying to flirt with you...time to go
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