the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
well judging by the amount of dired blood around my nipple rings i'm gonna assume it was a good night
Thank god the bicycalist i hit was on drugs
All i remember was you crying naked on the bathroom floor because you were cold. I got you a blanket and you kept kicking it off and crying because you were still cold.
I don't even want to go. i just want to be a hermit and live in a cave with an elephant that pisses vodka
why is my new profile picture on Facebook one of me with a bunch of strangers on an elevator?
Am I really that girl who walks around half naked wearing a cowboy hat begging for liquor at some random guys house
Wake your ass up this is a day of horror where we get horroibly drunk and sleep with tandom dudes who wish they were super heros ps i havr stuffed animals over my privates im a petting zoo this year
I almost died in that meeting. Nearly dried up and blew away in the pure powder form of boredom
I know that feel bro
you're hired as official boob wrangler
But you put your finger in my ass and the rest is history
I just put on lipstick to sext him. That should tell you where my love life is at.
as a self proclaimed hoe im ok with a lotta things but that is not fucking one of them
I left my red butterfly dildo laying on my bedroom floor this morning....my landlord is currently showing the house to people. Fuck can't ever face him again.
Yeah, I'm pretty glad I chose you to have drunken, sloppy birthday sex with.
That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me
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