Let's hear it for middle of the street handjobs ladies and gentlemen
I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
halloween makes it hard to decipher real cops... from sexy men dressed up as them.
I vomitted in the hotel where they film gossip girl last night. Everywhere.
I woke up to him eating me out, listening to classical music.
woke up laying on an empty pizza box and some guy was doing blow off my butt...i guess i should thank you.
Just got a picture message from my sister of the two of us wearing cowboy hats and pressing our bare asses together. Do you remember enough to explain?
There's something very strange about masturbating in a hotel room. I feel like I'm cheating on my room...
I'm giving head in a stairwell, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm so ashamed.
Your boobs stole my birthday thunder!
I told her I was going to masterbate myself into a coma... We have another date on Thursday.
Preface: Im drunk. But i think id make a good assasin. That is all.
I haven't even lived here for 24 hours yet, and I've already banged someone. My new hoe life is off to a great start.
just made a presentation to 40 students and my professor about morals and ethical issues..still drunk. at 8am. I wish I could remember how it went.
You know it's a good May 2-4 when it involves 14 straight hours of vodka slush and garlic bread
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