It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
And she was only 16?
You say that like it's a bad thing.
the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
She smells like mac and cheese, right after you add the cheese. It's strangely erotic.
i say over christmas we have a beer pong competition with the cousins and see who really has the best genes in the family.
me and this guy in my office just exchanged an "i saw you at a drag show last night" look as he passed by my desk.
For the record, a bath beer is far superior to a shower beer...
The view from the bathroom floor this morning is fabulous
My dick was out way too much saturday not to get laid
He came on my face. Threw a towel at me. Stole my weed. And left. I thought this would be over after we graduated?
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
Hold on... Are we having an intellectual conversation about porn?
Yup
I love us.
I blacked out at work again... Except this time my boss watched me throw up by the bus stop and some woman let me sleep on her shoulder for an hour. Why does this keep happening?
Watching the awkward tinder date at the table next to mine is the most action I've had in months, so there's that.
I'm drinking apple juice and champagne while watching crossroads..like the classy bitch that i am.
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