i freaking love being in a circle of guys. if i fart none of them suspect me.
I can't belive they dont sell booze Sunday mornings. I mean some of us have to work
week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
of course. lets lasso hookers.
Dude totally calling you out on watching when harry met sally on netflix on demand on april 8th.
He tied my whole arm, in its cast, to the headboard first. He mumbled something about safe, sane, and consensual?
she got into med school, i feel dumb for banging her dance major friend
I don't care if we have to swim home from the bar, Im not gonna sit home in the dark and read some fucking book
Moment of the night: you were impatient while I paid for the tequila shots and proceeded to lick and salt MY hand for me. This is why we're roommates.
Well the police had to intervene and I couldn't exactly feel my legs by the end of the night, but I'd say it was a successful Friday night.
That's how I like my men: traumatized and crying in a ball
The only reason I can fathom that you've been able to continue to date new people this long is that women continue to become of age each year, and the younger ones don't know any better.
EVERYTHING IS DISNEY. Even my sexting can lead to Disney.
I mean, as I was vomiting in front of a giant crucifix I became acutely aware of my poor choices
I'm here. Help me get the salsa and bong inside.
Randomize
