weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
I'll start drinking again when I know where I am
just as he was about to cum he started shouting "I THINK I CAN! I THINK I CAN!" over and over again.
I did the walk of shame to church this morning.
hooker boots and all?
Yep. People looked at me like I was the prodigal daughter returning home. Full of sins but welcome anyway.
they described our state of being as looking similar to a crime scene....you were on the ground and i was running around screaming.
I think my vagina was keeping me fat all these years out of self preservation. It's like she knew what would happen if I lost the weight.
I think I'm going to make a pina klonopin before class.
I guess at this point I should stop judging guys on their looks and more on their major and trust fund. Growing up sucks.
I came in and I guess my parents didn't hear me. My dad just said "Don't be lazy, RIDE IT." to my mom. Never coming home again.
put something nutritious in your body. AND NOT JUST THAT JOINT.
Mmm. Champagne. Weed. 17 pounds of animal crackers.
Peanut butter and whiskey is not a dinner
CODE RED CODE RED MY VIBRATOR IS BROKEN THIS IS NOT A DRILL
I woke up wearing nothing but my red thigh high socks and a blue wig. I have no idea what happened.
His nipple licking is glorious
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