so all night Ive been that girl with her tits out @ the bar. I mean I dropped jaws, yo. But in a classy way.
school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
I would pay so much money for a video of you fucking a sheep
I told the cop it was my birthday and he said "happy fuckin birthday", handcuffed me and threw me in the back of the cop car.
I returned the dress. When they asked for the reason for return I said, 'I don't deserve to wear white'.
My roommate is on the phone with one of her friends trying to figure out how she threw up IN her pants. I'm not sure whether to burst out laughing or direct her towards Plan B.
A shower wasnt enough to wash off the shame but at least it took care off the blood.
But he was wearing a glow-in-the-dark condom. It was like a glowing rod of kryptonite. I can't resist that, kryptonite is my weakness.
My text message history should be ashamed of itself right now.
Brandon's Recipe: two parts cocoa, one part sugar, one part milk, two parts four, 378 parts paranoia. Thanks for the fucking brownies, bitch.
the night probably should have been over when the guy let her fill out my mechanical bull waver for me because i couldn't read
So, last night I fell asleep sitting Indian-style on the floor, propped up against the front of the couch with an empty wine bottle in between my legs... How was your night?
come over. We can flirt with the criteria for substance abuse and talk about our daddy issues
I haven't had a bra on since I quit my job.
I'm doing the walk of shame into my therapists office wearing his clothes...I guess go big or go home
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