Ok seriously, can we bring back badminton?
i just got a Mexican deported. not sure how to feel.
I plan on offering nudes to any guy that wants to give me notes from the past five weeks of class
Got home. Hugged Mom. The look on her face indicated she noticed nipple rings.
I've eaten cheese dip for three consecutive meals. I think I need to branch out.
New term. "Find a husband" fridays. It's like thirsty thursdays, but with a dowry.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
THERE IS A WINE CUBE IN MY ASS THIS IS NOT GOING AS PLANNED
It's all a blur. I just remember holding some strangers baby
Yah. Thai people are way too trusting
I know it's like I wanna bring somebody fun who I haven't drunkenly expressed my feelings for. Or hooked up with. It's a struggle.
I made a nest in his bed. I'm not leaving
I love the smell of your bedroom. It smells of a mixture of cherries, leather, and unrequited homosexual desire.
He does impressions. Handy knowing you can get fucked by one guy and pretend a group of celebrities is running a train on you.
Sooooooo, can scratch getting a pelvic exam by a man dressed as Woody from Toy Story off my list.
You need to write an essay about this experience.
He was even wearing the hat.
Just set the kids up with doughnuts downstairs so I could go up and masturbate uninterrupted. I am such a good mom.
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