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All he did was like my Instagram picture and I'm already planning how to turn down sex with him this weekend...
Got super judged by this lady at the Rolling Stones concert last night. Bitch don't look so salty at my dad and I splitting two joints, an edible, and two margaritas. It's the stones.
I spent the money she owed me on enough magnum condoms to make a blimp. Damn right I'm going to make the best of it.
Are you feeling okay?
Right now, not a single thing feels even slightly okay. That hungover.
The bag I'm bringing home for the weekend: a change of clothes, workout shoes, and sex toys, that's it.
Ok I've processed it. Who the fuck makes out drunk in a parking lot in a backseat with the windows down in the middle of the day?!?!
I just got attacked by a swarm of butterflies. Nothing is okay anymore.
It's 3 in the morning and there is a bird chirping it's head off outside. GOD DAMNIT THIS IS NOT A TIME TO SING OF YOUR CHEERFUL BIRD MERRIMENT YOU STUPID BIRD CUNT!
Best compliment ever: Being told that you really understand sex by a professional. After she gave you a HANDJOB.
Is it a bad thing that I'm trimming my nose hairs in anticipation for the 8ball to be delivered?
I dreampt that we were shooting zombies while we having sex. Is that normal?
Is the party worth it?
I am drink. Beer pony and singing.
Now I'm obligated to stay and cuddle with her because the condom broke. Fuck.
the only thing you said was do the helicopter dick
Beer and tomahawks! Not gonna end well!
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