I like it. Barfy the gin-flavoured Assman
Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
we're at the bar and some girl dropped a bottle of burnettes strawberry vodka out of her purse and it broke.
i mean, if that's not class, then i don't know what is
P.S. I can't hear my feet
even my worst enemy doesn't deserve a bush like that
you went around grabbing cigarettes out of peoples mouths and claiming you were curing cancer.
i just realized that im half way to my goal of puking in every single toilet on our floor
Even my psychiatrist thinks I should fuck the married guy.
I drank entirely too much. My skin hurts to wear
My fingers feel amazing. Their going like 100 MPH!!
HOLY SHIT. SHIT THAT IS HOLY. HOLY OF THE SHIT.
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
I mean, two foreign guys have drunkenly confessed their love for her, so she's clearly doing something right.
Lets trade lives
And i will lay in bed and piss all over everywhere, drink whiskey and have sex with married bears
Holy. Fuck. This mans mouth is magical. I love married men. I don't have to teach them.
I'm pants less watching buffy the vampire slayer drinking rum. I'm not that hard to impress
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