so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
My valentine's day: watching The Notebook, and porn, eating chocolate, and ice cream. All while jacking off.
Wow... you've managed to cover all of the sad girl stereotypes that exist.
my life has come down to walking through campus and wondering if every guy is the random i made out with saturday
So my mom and I were talking about what I should get you for christmas. She made it clear I cannot get christmas lingerie.
I'm so hungover. I just keep eating the otter pops I'm trying to use to get rid of my hickies.
EW HE JUST SNAPPED ME A NUDE BUT HE CENSORED HIS DICK BY COLORING IT I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS
I think I might get 604 tattooed on my ass tonight...
I woke up and discovered I gave new meaning to the term "pizza pockets" yes it's exactly like it sounds like
we should definitely drink gin again. soon.
actually there are like 49038098 people in the bathroom for no reason. Singing My Heart Will Go On and pseudo fighting.
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
Let's celebrate that I used a condom
I think we can say happy hour is successful when you have frosting and southern comfort in your hair.
I officially have worse injuries from a baby shower than roller derby.
Decided to stay in tonight. Completely sober. Just got two drunken booty calls within 5 minutes of each other. This is my life.
He's throwing Skittles into my cleavage and some are rebounding into my crouch.
Well he's scoring either way then.
Randomize
