I can text with my tongue
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
You know how my eyes change color? Well I noticed after I hook up with someone my eyes are greener.
Wow, so you're like the Edward Cullen of sluts.
There really should be an "avoid ghetto" option on my GPS.
I hate it when hot girls behave. It's so anticlimactic
I just threw up a christmastime peep. I am literally already sick of the holidays.
she went to type in rate my professors and rate my pussy came up in my recent searches. needless to say, i will likely be masturbating to the aforementioned site tonight.
I shagged another guy with one ball last night. Are there really that many dudes with one nut in la or am I just a magnet for prostetic testes?
how do i say, "my ex is going to be at this party so don't look like shit" without sounding like a bitch?
I'm on my fifth double. This night is getting better whether it likes it or not.
He ate me out. IN THE MORNING. I love less attractive men.
Day 10 and still no sign of rescue in my pants.
Oh yeah. I pretty much fucked the universes brains out lastnight. It was glorious.
went out last night. woke up with a lisp.
I think it’s appropriate to celebrate the start of mother’s day at the bar with the men that almost made me a mother
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