when i woke up this morning i blew my nose and ash came out.. i'm not sure what to make of this.
Woke up with puke in my bed and my pockets full of Tootsie Rolls.
Jealous.
I thinking of taking all of the pics of his dick that he's sent me and making a calendar.
I wish I could walk around this campus with a big stamp that says "Approved" and just stamp girls asses as they pass.
it felt like i was a kid in an empty playground. i fucked him on every piece of furniture in the house and then when his housemates showed up i was naked in his bed like i'd been there all along.
I feel like jumping into a breast pit right now. Like the old school ball pits at mcdonalds.
The police woke me up so they had no choice but to see my morning wood.
He was bigger soft than my ex was hard. A gold medal rebound.
My makeup looks extraordinary for nine tequila shots, running four blocks, falling asleep with my face in the toilet, and doing the walk of shame across campus in the rain. And to think I'm single.
the manischevitz sangria was a big hit
When confronted with a choice of going home or fucking the band ALWAYS FUCK THE BAND!!
So you'd go straight for a fat chick with cheese on her tits?
Yes.
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
Cocaine and dance dance revolution for 4 hours. I consider last night a success.
Emergency thong? Check! Suspension bondage is a go!
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