her boobs were like sundried tomatoes..
The sun is out and the snow is finally starting to melt here... Vodka bottles keep popping up everywhere. Guess it's the college version of burying nuts for the winter
You skyped me last night to show me the girl passed out on your bed.
I'm pretty sure there was a language barrier but he knew what "harder" meant.
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
making an indian outfit so we can be pochohantas and john smith and fuck in the canoe on the night float
Its only.eleven and we are already chasing a man on a bike with a bag full of burger king
Would it be sharing too much to tell you that my nipples hurt so much that I couldn't comfortably go down the stairs?
Oh thank Jesus fuck for my shitty infertile womb. Crisis averted
True enough. Do you ever think that these girls grandparents ghosts are watching you masterbate to their granddaughters and look at you in Shame?
I actually feel bad for him. He has me as a girlfriend and he's like a saintly cleanly person... And I'm over here telling him to jizz on my back and shit.
My dad told me I would need to be my mom's DD tonight. So, that's how my Easter weekend is going down.
He said it only counts if it ends up on the internet
This is Ryan, Kristin's husband. I don't know if you meant to send that pic to me at 3am. You may want to call Kristin. Neat piercing though.
Is it just me or is it like a girl gets married and all of a sudden she’s a “blogger”?
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