): 100 percent naked, unless you count a tiara as clothing.
I don't know where I am, but its a Goosebumps novel waiting to happen.
Worst part of St. Paddy's...me drunkenly crying to a U2 cover band.
this bucketlist has just become an excuse for me to be slutty, and i'm not even ashamed
we flagged you as soon as you tried to put the lime in the microwave to prove it was really a kiwi. again.
his grandma walked in on us. twice. and he was truly fucking surprised when i put my pants back on.
Do you think a former stripper/heroin addict constitutes as a high risk sexual partner?
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
your love of good penises attached to ugly faces is disgusting and slightly disturbing.
Since he's sober and out of jail, he acts like we are the worst people on Earth. Fuck him, the only acceptable time in life to do coke is the early twenties. He won't take that from us.
if i can hear my landlord's phone ring you think be can hear my vibrator?
I don't need romance, I need cheese sticks
Well, he kept asking me if I was going to murder him once we got upstairs. It sort of killed the mood.
im tired of guys just wanting to hook up with me. im like, guys, i know im pretty and i have a slammin bod and i love making out, but cant someone treat me with respect??
We had a pink drink in honor of my underwear and apparently I made out with our bartender... a few times
Randomize
