the last thing i remember is fucking her. GAME CHANGER i woke up in another bedroom to her younger sister blowing me
I vomitted in the hotel where they film gossip girl last night. Everywhere.
Very hungover, bought a newspaper and found my shorts from last night in the machine.
He rubs his penis on back when he think I'm sleeping
the lady next to me just sniffed my hair, smiled, and then fell asleep. I almost started crying from that kind of creepiness
don't cry, we can learn from her
at least you know where his tattoos end, so it wasn't a complete waste of time.
You don't have anything to lose--we've established that he's not going to murder you and he smells good.
I worked so hard to shave everything last night. EVERYTHING. He WILL be answering my phone calls. Otherwise he's passing up awesome random birthday sex.
i told the cop we knew everyone at the party, it was 250 of our closest friends and she's like funny nobody on the balcony knew whose house this was
Thats why they were on the balcony!
It's gonna be ok. As we grow older we sometimes lose sight of what's important to us. Like safe sex. And standards.
I need you to go into my room and get some pants then bring them and four band aids to Sam's apartment no questions
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
How's my sex life is me mastubating next to her dog. that's how it's going.
He is 6'5, went to a Christian school and he's a violinist....I'm going to fuck the jesus right out of him.
I know it's super late on a work night, but can you drop by and bend me over my new motorcycle? I have tequila and tacos...
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