I can’t believe the potential orgy I left behind at Waffle House.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
I just used a franzia box to scrape the snow off my car.
and i think we compared dick sizes, then high fived...
According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
Saw a guy in a chef outfit covered in mustard talking jiberish into his phone running across the skywalk.
please bring me a paper towel asap.
I was drinking wine in bed and spilt some on my chest.. And I cautiously guided it into my belly button but now I dont know what to do.
Apparently he took me home and I pulled up my senior pictures on fbook and made him guess what I was thinking during each different pose.
It's like god touched my soul and said 'you will be great in bed'
Wear whatever you want, I'm wearing ass-less chaps and a sombrero
Unfortunately hes not a hipster douchebag with no life goals, so naturally I'm not interested.
U can be a future sentaor's wife if you want. I'm happy with "closet lesbian", "tech prof".and "masters degree" all rolled into one. Drunken bar escapades pay off.
...I think I just watched a boy make a sandwich seductively. What.
Why did I wake up next to the fire pit? And who wrapped me up like a burrito?
Jägerbombs. Thank Sara.
5 am booty call not ok. The fact I actually went over definitely not ok. My vag needs to learn some control.
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