3 deer just ran past us on the street. At least I get to see some tail tonight
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
so he expects you to be his vegas whore for the season. nice.
SEE! I KNEW I HAD A LONG-TERM REASON FOR BEING A SLUT!
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
She bit me. She gave me a brief pity cuddle. I gave her an awkward backrub, somehow I thought it would be a good idea to include the vagina in that. It wasn't.
the party has pretty much ended, it's just 20ish of us jumping and grinding to music from some guy's phone in the corner.
They wouldn't let me hang out the sun roof and sing apple bottom jeans in the drive thru of hardee's i think i no longer like these ppl
So my dealer asked me if I wanted to join his circle because we smoked so much this summer he thinks we're dealing
You know what, don't even answer. Just promise me you'll go to the Corner of Shame when you get home.
Plus it's a good way to scope out guys. Have them fight for you, like real males do in nature.
sooo trippy being back in town after 5 years. if you had asked me in high school who would be future coke heads, i would have been way off
Phil and I agree that the level of sand in your vagina rivals that of many of the earth's largest deserts
ok so i took my anxiety medication and i'm eating junior mints and i think my vagina will be ok
Get ready tonight we are going to get drunk and pierce my nipples
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