i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
if this week's events in iraq have taught me anything, it's that when pulling out, always expect a mess...
I woke up with the wrong plaid-shirted guy in my bed.
My vagina has officially become a vortex for sexually confused frat guys.
Ok love is a little strong. But he consented to Nachos, beer and board game date with my cats. Keeper.
Theres a fat guy wearing a speedo. Someone just got puked on, and didnt even react. Whats happening?
its like accelerated beer pong for children.....we train champions young
I honestly didn't see the problem playing beer pong In the car on the road trip home.
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
Who wouldn't want a man who can knock a guy out but also loves the bachelor.
It's the best of both worlds
Of course I have to cross through a walk for hunger
If its possible to have a hickey on your nipple, I have one. Thank you.
Honestly, this is a first for me. I've always prided myself on my ability to pretend to get along with others.
You're a goddess. Probably of destruction and dick jokes, or some shit, but man, lesser bitches wish they could be half as fab.
One day, I might be old and married wishing I could bang everyone... and that'll be a problem. So I feel in my heart it's something I need to do.
Randomize
