I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
I should hang a sign above my bed that says "get hard or go home."�
I had to have the lights off to hide my face. I was laughing so hard I almost peed in her mouth
Do you think my job would send me for a second drug test if i took a whole pumpkin pie to work for lunch tomorrow?
Omg he's telling my parents stories about him doing jaagerbombs ... Lord help me
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
begin the sex magic rocket ship countdown
We told her to calm down. She said "I'm Buddha!". Then army crawled to the cooler for more vodka.
He told me that before I went to bed I needed to do my stretches and then processed to demonstrate a squat thrust, while completely naked.
All of the hungover. I've changed not showered but can't quite make it to the booze.
WE'RE IN THE RED ZONE PLAY THRU THE PAIN
Passing out drunk in my therapists lobby may not be the best way to confirm my "stability"
Nothing better then waking up to multiple snap stories of people doing body shots of tequlia off of you
He offered me free drinks all night if I could beat him in a drinking race. I blacked out after that but just found his credit card in my bra so there's that.
I had sex in the bed of a guy who owns a house last night so I feel like this is a significant step up from car sex in the parking lot of a library
I feel like my entire body is ashamed of me today
You're a god amongst men today
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