Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Judging by the amount of alcohol multiplied by the amount of her exes here, tonight will be ending in tears.
you trust me enough to eiffel tower a girl but don't trust me with a mallet wtf happened to our friendsship
they were having sex on the toilet apparently and everytime someone knocked they flushed. it was like an auditory scoreboard of sex duration.
I threw up in the shower, slipped, and fell in it. Should I try and continue my day or just get back in bed?
I was about to smoke a bunch of weed and lay naked while I cried all day
you'll be horrified to know he's visiting next weekend
You two are a rollercoaster of sex and silence.
I've reached the gravitational age where it's very hard to get my face and my boobs in the same shot without some kind of yoga involved .
We are planning a drunk snapchat treasure hunt for tomorrow, and the treasure is his penis, this is a game I'm not willing to loose.
He's holding a pee stick. Yes it's weird.
I danced with this guy last night, I left like I was humped by a blind baby kangaroo trying to body-box.
i have a raging boner for Saturday, day drinking is one of my top favorite things right next to alligator wrestling and blowing shit up
I just have to decide what I love more, food or dick.
I really need to stop sending pussy pics if I'm going to be running for state representative in November
I feel like I had a successful night. I flashed the guy at the liquor store last night for 2 free tshirts and a giant redbull.
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