I fell off the front porch last night. Actually.. I dove. I dove off the front porch.
The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing.
We made a late night liquor run, made margaritas and bloody marys and then retreated to opposite sides of the house to drink them. Alone.
You guys make me sad
You misspelled jealous there
creepy tank top guy is at campus health. he's hitting on a girl recovering from a panic attack.
haha it staarrted out with just getting drunk then it turned into sports authority. So now im 4th or 5th in line and shit faced. Help me
My number one goal in life is to find out who can fill a keg with Popov
He is so amazingly handsome. I just wanna fuck every shred of decency out of him.
I just melted my phone trying to make cookies. I think that's a sign.
I woke up and watched my kitten suck on his nipple. Way too hungover to intervene. He thought it was me, so he just giggled and mumbled "mmm girl."
Seriously? God I hope he wasn't lactating.
......... Poor kitty
Even her dad came up for the body shots. Wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there and let it happen...
I blame it on the rum. It keeps jumpng doqn my throst.
Jusy read on a science page that squeezing boobs can prevent cancer cells from forming in them, youre welcome.
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
I achieved maximum drunk last night. It was pretty extreme. Woke up on a couch, outside, in a suit
my underwear is inside out , I have a giant hickie. I'm wearing last nights makeup. this is going to be the best day at work ever
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