I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
I called the bar to ask if they found my Id and credit card and they remembered me as 'the girl who signed her receipt in blood'
and then you went into taco bell without pants...and surprisingly you weren't the only one there without pants
he's 25, hott, and leaving for iraq tuesday, i wanna get in as much as possible...
your life is a nick sparks novel waiting to happen
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
Just sponge bathed with a swissper. Thrush inevitable. Shaking.
Just saw a drunk bitch in the west village peeing on a car. You are not alone.
This is not a costume party, I'm just wearing fairy wings.
Of course you are.
hahaha every time i hear a motorcycle i think about that one time you almost died
Thanks for the flashbacks you prick.
Yeah I don't remember how I got home last night
Judging from my pants, I embarrassed myself smh
I made a booty call at 3:30 am on a Monday... I think I just became the ultimate female fuckboy. I don't know whether to be ashamed or get myself a trophy.
I let a 30 year old guitar player that works at a call center go down on me in his backseat last night
Its like people have to train for months before they try and drink with us and survive...
Shelly has the weirdest luck. Dude offered her a job riding a bucking bronco and it was not porn or stripping but an actual g-d cow.
We smell like vodka and hangover
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