Yes. I feel like complaining about sex all the time with a 21 year old might be punishable by death of the sex gods so I try not to
Then you bent down and whispered, "excuse me mr. Stair, could you please stop moving?"
I thought adderall would sober me up, but it did NOT.
Be proud. All I did last night was roll around in my nun costume selling drugs. I love Halloween.
Yea... The gym isn't gunna happen today... When I was drunk last night I tried to prove I could front flip off the wheel cover of a semi... I fucked up my shoulder pretty bad... It was more of a roll
I just conducted a skype meeting drunk and in the middle of a cornfield. I don't even think they noticed.
well i mean she can't stop a weed based friendship...its like a trying to stop a bomb or a really fast train...
Occasionally I curse my inner 15 year old when I'm fulfilling their dreams as a slut, but I roll with it.
The worst thing about him living around the corner is that who ever suggests the booty call is the one that walks over.
I got my eyebrow ring humped out. How is that even possible?
Well his dad is my dentist so they've both been in my mouth.
The slot machines are wishing me happy birthday. Mission success.
Yeah, I wish I could have one upped you. But all I did was ride circles around a cop on a stolen bicycle while laughing at him for telling me to stop riding on the sidewalk.
My taste buds are fucked up, everything tastes like fire after last night.