I woke up with a crunchy, pink Pepto streak through my hair, no recollection of the last 6 hours of my night and the feeling that all the hotel's staff knew me on a first name basis.
I mean I gotta puke to be skinny, wax to be hairless, and drink to be fun. Life isn't easy.
What's the point of having 3 fuck buddies when their periods all seem to sync up
Should I be curious about Jeffrey randomly sending me a picture of him holding a crab, or just move on with my life?
I need $500 dollars more than I need a night of dignity... I gonna do it.
So the chick throws up over the rail from the 15th floor at the sky bar and I knew I would take her back to my hotel.
I feel like I owe it to them to wear pants.
I'm so confused. I feel like I just intentionally took roofies to see where I'd end up.
Dude. There's gotta be an article in Cosmo about it cause I've had three different girls tongue tickle my brownie this month.
He's in the hospital yelling at his brother to at least have stuck something "normal" up his ass.
Again?
He told me he deactivated his facebook because his girlfriend caught him wackin it to my profile picture.
10 points to you
sometimes you just have to listen to beyonce and cry. that's how life works
So our night ended with 6 cruisers, a fire truck, and an ambulance. Also, lots of blood. How was yours?
I’ve got full Covid immunity, blonde hair and great tits! I’m basically unstoppable
The work outs are working. Someone just said my body type was “Tits On A Stick”.
Randomize
