Being 21 is my favorite hobby I'm really good at it
I've decided to bang my pen-pal.
Trying to find something to do here is like trying to find a vegan resturant in alabama.
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
he urdandictionary'ed 'tease' on his phone and made me read through all the definitions. Am i really that bad?
You slept in the bed with him... with your top off.... and just made out with him....
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
apparently the bartender would rather give me free shots than tell me that my whole nipple piercing was hanging out
scarred for life. way too high and witnessed some chick give a dude head on the dance floor
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
Did u know it's unconstitutional to turn down a shot during 4th of July celebrations.. Rest now dear liver
Pedi-lyte stocked
To be fair I went my whole first week without showing up to work drunk!
I can't tell if my heart is fluttering because I love him... or if it's palpitating from all the coke.
I'm sorry, but the bed has won this battle. I got up, changed my shirt, combed my hair, put on some deodorant, and then looked at my bed and got back in
We won like $80 last night at the casino, so if we get the Plan B we still have enough to get your basic bitch latte from Dunkin. Calm down.
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