I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
i have a food baby... i think its a boy...
He's like the houdini of condoms. I never even realized he put one on before we fucked. he's magical.
I'll be on pinterest all night planning crafty things to do with my cats in 10 years.
I feel like having peed on eachother is a point in our lives we should never have gotten to...
The two girls sitting next to me are asking siri "Like, uh, how do you know my name?". Do I fuck with them or fuck them?
Bullets don't scare me. I wish I was a coyote
fuck you and your stupid hot as hell face
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
Pretty sure the cop told you that you were the first person he pulled over for being drunk on a tractor. So there's that.
True fear is being unable to remember where you hid your weed and vibrator in your parent's house.
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
When we became besties with benefits we agreed I could still get dick
I didn't think I'd have to specify "not my Dad"
Standing naked in my kitchen making nachos. I love my youth.
I once left mine in my bra and I forgot and I didn't notice it was there until it vibrated.
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