I can already tell this is gonna be one of those parties where we sit across the room and text about people.
my elementary bus driver served me drinks last night. He hooked me up
Who tried to make mustard cubes with the ice cube tray?
My vagina is so ashamed right now. It won't even look at me.
Today a TA in one of my classes told me he thought I was 35 and going back to school as an adult learner. Alcohol is working me.
The girl next to me in class is taking notes on woman's suffrage with a girls gone wild pen.
I just want to go some place where I can have a nice night. Grind on men who speak no English, make out with a girl, and not feel judged.
All i have left of him are the magnum X-Large condoms he left in my room, knowing full well that no other guy I hook up with will be able to fill his shoes. He taunts me.
he built a boat made of joints. holyyy shit
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
I just did a Kegel and my back popped. My vagina is a gift to penises everywhere.
he was once again the drunkest girl at the party
I cant believe im wasting my plan b experience on this guy. I should have saved it for someone special.
I have to sanitize my nipples and its just to cold in here for it to be ok
He has a penis. Therefore, he counts.
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