we were both hunting dick last night. it ended terribly for both of us.
I dont know whether to be proud of myself for not driving, or being proud that i was so messed up I couldnt drive
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
I seriously need to stop naming my lingerie sets after the boys I wear them for. I seriously just asked mom if she put Brett in the dryer
i just set an alarm for noon. fuck yes winter break.
Is it wrong that im more embaressed about the karoke than the toplessness?
officially hit rock bottom.. been yelling through the vent in my room to my little brother trying to convince him to get me water for the past two hours. i fear feeling the full effect of my hangover if i stand.
I forgot how wholesome of a place a park is when youre not drinking there.
Yea I've gotten enough hickeys in my life to know what I'd look like with a neck tattoo. I think I'm getting a neck tattoo.
There are five fire trucks here and needless to say my booty call left so come back home whenever you like
orgasmnado...tomorrow night
That's what I'm talking about
Thursday could be nutella day. You could make me a nutella sandwich and then fuck me senseless
Drinking wine from a straw at 6:15 in the morning. This is what college does to people.
Turns out my mom didn't really want to know I was in a new dimension last night from smoking so much.
Gotta go, there’s a chick at my door that wants to give me head
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