Everything we own is covered in grass and KY
frozen peaches as icecubes. vodka Sundays just got wayyyy better
I woke up to a paper award certificate for best blow job and he was gone. You're welcome mystey man.
What happened at the top of the stairs is never to be spoken of again.
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
Last night he tried to put me in their garbage can and then sprayed me with a fire extinguisher in their kitchen...that house is always interesting
She just told me she's too full for a reach-around. Sad.
Lesbians are nicde people they do not take debit cards
Idk. Last year there was an ice luge, glow in the dark jungle juice, and lots of naked people. I feel like I'll get pregnant just thinking about going to that party.
If you don't want me in your apartment then lock your door better
This chic sharing the cab with me just started givin me head. I'll be an extra 5 minutes.
Shotgunning beers to finish a midterm project at 3am is a good idea right?
Aaaand the winner of the worst decision of Sunday night goes to me as I pull up to his house in my lingerie.
Know what I do when I'm in that mood? Whenever anyone talks to me I just hiss like a cat. They go away.
Did you really have to freak out and get up half way through to put the cat in the closet?
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