Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
I wonder if all of the nights I blacked out will be revealed to me when I die. Have you ever thought about that?
New game: Step 1) Turn on ESPN. Step 2) Drink every time someone says "LeBron."
I'm covered in pickle juice. Why do you people leave me alone?
i am too hungover to go to class can you just call me and put it on speaker phone
It was like good, clean fun, but with bodyshots.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm trying to get guys I've fucked to give a ride to guys I'm going to fuck.
Idk. Im in a bed. the walls are wood. There's a deer mount.. im afraid to turn over and see who's next to me but he's violently cuddly.
Just come here and visit. Enjoy the deliciousness of me being legal. Just don't think, and come here right meow. meow meow meow.
When did I go from having sugar daddies to being one? And does it count as a tax write off?
I give all credit to my lucky thong, there's never a time I haven't gotten laid while wearing it
In the middle of pounding my asshole he stopped and said, "do you want to get breakfast after this?"
this isn't the first time drunken padiddle ended in a fist fight..
He was publicly touching my boobs before I even knew he's a famous World Cup skier.... That's how hot he was
I don't know what that means but it's making me want to fuck you.
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