i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
Do NOT cum in me, on me, or in my bed.
I don't understand why we need a holiday to become more aware of boobs...
Fuuuuck. Forgot it's October. FYI scarecrows are gonna fuck you up when you're driving high
We were driving to the party as he was giving me key bumps.. That's what I call team work
It's like that depressing moment when you drop your cocaine in the snow.
Im only slightly posetive that left over guacamole and wine are unacceptable for breakfast at 6.30 am
She showed up to the party with a live octopus and a 30 pack that was already half gone
This morning two of his housemate threw confetti over me, started singing and handed me a make shift trophy out of cereal boxes and beer cans that said 'Harry's Virginity' on it. Fucking brilliant!
This stranger told me I should "start playing for the other team" and then continued to talk to me about the joys of being a lesbian
I'm not driving across town for three thrusts and an excuse
Glass of stolen champagne in a to go cup = tastiest hangover cure ever
Somehow I became in charge of getting my mother laid? This can't be my life? Lol
Also barcrawl friday. You ARE wearing a tiara
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
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