Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
mimosa in my stainless steel water bottle. going green is not that bad.
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
Weird question, would you want to do fetish porn? you get paid.
Are you seriously gonna shit with that life vest on?
i dont know what to do
with your life?
no, with my silly bandz, im already wearing 3
i had confetti in my bra
i still find it in random places like a shoe or my car. that week haunts me
Need toilet paper. Napkins suck. Slowly running out of those two and the bleeding hasn't stopped. Your cat is next
She's wearing her dead grandmother's pearl on the married finger so no guys "bother her" tonight... I am not THAT committed to Girl's Night.
What the matter? A girl can't play some Super Mario without being accused of being high?
I have in my possession one ukulele shaped package.
At one point of the night i was standing at the bar and 3 of them had their hands down my pants, they were like thumb wrestling for it.
I was giving you head in the kitchen, and when I looked up you were eating a quesadilla.
I woke up with a bunch of jolly ranchers and an eight ball in my purse. Successful
dude. that's the chick that BIT MY DICK. it doesn't matter how hot you think she is, trust me man.
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