we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
you ate skittles off the table like a hungry hungry hippo. it was awesome.
better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
Want to come to my BBQ and Blow party?
Hey I have to teach you how to run in heels before vegas
That's ok. I found a crab leg in my bed and have no pants on.
As soon as the judge read that I rear ended the car from getting roadhead he chuckled. You know he's been there before.
Whiskey + Water + Crystal Lite does NOT = refreshing summer time drink.....
What can I say? When alcohol is my motivation, I can move mountains.
I don't remember much of last night. But I woke up with very apologetic texts from him this morning so apparently I didn't get laid. Which is stupid.
Naw. I'm tired and I'd have to shave my legs. I doubt the sex or the company would be worth it.
Just found some confetti on my nipple if that's any indicator of how the night went
I puked in the back of my mom's new car because I had too much to drink at Chilis. I think I just hit rock bottom.
I'm not sure if I should pay him or he should pay me, but someone should get paid for the sex I had this morning.
can we fuck so we can live up to our nicknames for eachother?
Randomize
