oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
I believe that I finger-banged my way to the top of the corporate ladder.
We had to be out of the dorms at 730. Meeting started at 8. I woke up at 948. Drunk and covered in glitter.
I'm worried I'm going to miss my flight so I set a series of alarms on my phone to act as checkpoints to make sure I'll be there. 2am-stop drinking; 4am-stop fucking stephanie, get some sleep; 5am-wake up, fuck stephanie once more; 6am-get to the airport
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
I told her she can't come to our bonfire because she throws up on herself & she has a mustache. And now apparently I'm a bitch or something.
All I can see in the pic you sent is white shorts...
Thas my pasnts in colleg! Tehy glow! AND SMELL LIKE BEER!
Dude that soap I drank last night is fucking killing me.
I want to pinterest what I want to do with my pubes. Why isn't there a board for that?!
We're living together and you don't know if I've seen Titanic?!
At least is you came to Milwaukee to visit me you'd get the best mind blowing sex of your life and free wifi. Who doesn't want free wifi!
she's a drunken disney princess. so basically me if i had a crown and no desire for independence.
How did i spend $200 last night?
Every time you went to get me a drink, you also came back with shots. Then you fell down the steps.
she referred to her cum as “pussy butter” so needless to say we had a good night
It was just another case of she fell in love I fell asleep.
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