I'm at a Rock of Love themed party. New high? New low? I can't tell.
Wait. Scratch that. It's not themed. These girls are just sluts.
at a bar and heard one girl tell another her tampon string was showing she goes i dont want it in anymore anyways. then proceeds to pull out her tampon in the middle of the bar and leave it on a plate. ewwww
it was great that she threw up because that made me the only one trying to hook up with her
Mental note: adding peach schnapps to a gin and tonic does not "water it down."
I dove into a random van at the bar as the door was closing and ended up at some house with people I've never met in my life dancing in a basement
woke up outside on the porch naked surrounded by beer cans with a towl around my neck. i must be in heaven cause i've never seen this place before.
Second wind. Either that or my heart is about to explode. I'm hoping the first one.
I didn't know what happened last night until the bruises in the shape of hands showed up on my boobs. Then it all made sense.
either I'm really high or that last bong rip tasted like christmas
so let me get this straight... she's showing a cameltoe that can be seen from the space station and I'm NOT supposed to stare?
I mean, I've had her boob in my mouth, but is that romance?
I got wine drunk and bought a hedgehog
I like to send nudes ok? If that's my biggest flaw I think I'm ok
I've given up on the male species, I'm just going to be a lonely whore for the rest of my life.
It smells like graded cheese and febreze in the family room what the hell have you been up to???
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