i dont know whats so great about being respectable.
we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
Yeaaah, so cabbie laughed at me, and said, "rough nite? Let me find you some music" . apparently OPP is the appropriate ride of shame soundtrack.
Im down. Even tho your nick name intimidates my vagina.
A girl at the bar is wearing green body paint instead of a shirt. Where are you?!
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
good news: smoking weed at school again, quality of life has improved drastically
I'm developing all these feelings it's disgusting.
Don't let me publish my memoir unless "hurt my ankle drunk irish dancing" is at least the title of a chapter because that is really the whole story of my life.
Our nipples touched last night. It was tender.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
The uber man and I sat in silence. With my underwear in my purse and my dress shoved in the pocket of the hoodie the guy gave me.
If so I'm coming over there. There's no way I'm having "hello, how are you" conversations with my neighbors on acid
I just realized, you're dating a guy named Jameson. That is another level of whiskey dick.
You ever have a fart follow you around?
Randomize
