if i remember New Year's Eve then there is something seriously wrong.
My motherly instincts are overcoming my slutty ones
just wrote a 6 page paper on my blackberry. including 3 sources. college is teaching me good things so far.
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
I'm questioning the dried chocolate syrup on my tits.
In chronological order you drank, sang, smoked, napped, threw up, cried, laughed, described your pubic area, passed out. You have abused the privilege to use me as your D.D.
at least the person I hooked up with donates to charity, the shirt I was wearing this morning was his relay for life shirt.
I cant tell which is worse. That its only my third time doing laundry this year or that its the first time ive done it sober.
I hope after we constantly bang for 2 days straight we can agree to be friends again
Your cock deserves a montage
she has that "i will punish you like your mom did" vibe, i think guys like that.
Now that it's fall I have to prepare for the imminent arrival of ripped up sweatpants shoved into folded over sequined uggs
Do I go to spinning class and try to redeem myself from going drunk, or do I wait a week and hope they forget I fell of the bike?
Just because I stayed up all night betting on Australian Horse Racing doesn't mean I have a gambling program.
would it be okay if I showed up at your house naked? and is your door unlocked?
Randomize
