I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
I wish we never smoked. I'm literally laying in bed opening and closing my eyes, just hoping a hot dog stand will appear in the room.
You told me when we were leaving the club if I could pin point your nipple through your padded bra you would show me if I was right.
Apparently you can talk a girl into leaving the bar and coming back to your tent, who knew?
the thing I didn't realize I would miss about college is that at home you can't just dismiss your sex bruises as drunk accidents
Yes, he made a MIX CD for our booty call...
But mostly fuck him senseless. Render him speechless. Have him look at my vagina and wonder, "WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?!"
We played alot of beer pong and ventured into the woods with tiki torches
let me just inform you that suppository-ing xanax is glorious
At some point, you're going to have to talk to a tree and do what it says
It might be whiskey, but I view Marge and Homer Simpson as something to strive for
You fell in the corner and refused to get up unless someone helped you. And then you crawled under the pool table and took a nap.
All the movies on cable here are either porn or Bollywood. I am never leaving this hotel.
Also, do you have any insight as to WHY I have a note saved from the 17th of June that reads *clears throat*, "you got that swanky blues libido"
I was trying to sext but got a notification that my dad and professor both commented on my Facebook photo. Bad timing.
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