Omg I def was not. I wasn't that drunk. I showed that I stuff my bra but I didn't whip my tit out.
Tell me why I go to the dollar store for nail polish remover and a ghetto black dude trys to hit on me in the parking lot, then he gets in line behind me with a dousche bag literally and that is his only purchase.
It tastes like I coughed up blood....hello liver damage, I've been expecting you.
my six pack is really starting to show since I started fucking everything that moves
I actually enjoy jerking off to her facebook more than I enjoy actually fucking her. Just something with our generation
Literally I thought my ears were pouring out blood. That high.
Remember that night I drank a bunch of vodka, pounded your Jameson because 'you were a pussy', punched you in the face and ran off as fast as my high heels could go? It was just my Russian and Irish sides fighting for genetic dominance
It's like the sisterhood of the traveling vaginas over here
I was just sitting on the ground alone in fetal position shivering and chewing on my hand when she found me. ecstasy was not my best idea.
I. recorded a message of me yelling at myself to "get up out of that bed" and set it an alarm. REALLY loud
seriously, who doesn't want to get shitfaced and have sex to the backstreet boys?
If I die here, tell my vagina and my cats that I'm sorry.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
I feel like I got run over by a steamroller made of cigarettes and booze driven by all of the men I've slept with.
Slept in and having coffee. No sounds of whipping and no veiny dildos next to me. This is good. How's your mornin?
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