Do you remember getting into a Delorean last night?
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
it's just weird having a massive boner in the morning when you could have used it the night before.
I'm not high anymore, I decide when it's done.
your brother is wearing shin guards in the swimming pool. i have a feeling that this happens often
it was a frathouse cornucopia of foul mixed drinks and "sangria", which im convinced was blood and pcp
We were just at different life stages. He wanted to get married and have kids, I wanted to take MDMA and fuck my roommate.
Until you find your self finger banging supergirl in the middle of the dance floor while her friends are passing around for luigi mustache for a photo op, YOU HAVE NOT HIT MY LEVEL
Dude, double fisting packs of Ramen saved my life last night
Hey where the fuck is the rest of my beer? Lets start this day off right
I woke up in a bath tub and my face was sore and it wasn't because of you, I was impressed
If i'm forever fucked up in this state of mind then I'm going to kill him for this
She shoved her hand down my pants and held my cock for thirty minutes in the bar. It was like she was letting all the other females know I was hers.
right now I am washing the alcohol and shame off from last night
I just Spray tanned myself while high as fuck its either going to look like a work of art or terrible graffiti
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