I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
all a guy has to do is give me sprinkles and cookies and they can get me in bed
I truly believe that the solid foundation of any healthy relationship is a drunken one night stand so I can just get all the nasty shit out on the table
update: last drink of the night and im naked in my porch hammock. life is good.
I can't begin to describe what I look like walking through the grocery store with this outfit and chocolate syrup.
i chased bacardi with meat sauce last night
I am day drunk. Get ready to see my dick.
red lips, whiskey sips, shaking hips, nipple slips. my life as a rap song.
I can't! Its just like the night that I bathed you, I didn't tell anyone.
I mean I'm so obviously classy currently laying in bed watching a movie while finishing my drink from last night
I mean with a sentence like that I knew I would be cumming
he fell asleep naked and all I'm doing is staring at his weird balls
I didn't tell that thing I wasn't coming over. Whoops
You know you haven't dated in a while when you call boys "that thing" and call dates "a boy type thing."
So what happened at girls night? My roomate found me passed out locked out on the front steps of the house and it was raining. Yes low moment
Just because you can't have him, doesn't mean you can have his brother.
What about the best friend?
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