There is something about drinking on a golf course and getting with younger women that just really makes me feel at home.
I felt like I was in a real life creepy Myspace message. "girl u cute" ... "girl u got a really nice smile"
you cried when she wouldn't let you have her bathroom rug.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
No it was the best sex I've had in months. Nothing turns me on more than getting rid of a boyfriend.
Just bought a breathalyzer and Sharpies, guess who thought of a new drinking game
I hope it's socially acceptable to wear a mesh one piece into last call tonight?
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
its not that I hate him, it's just that I wish his penis was attached to someone i like more
I woke up with my panties in the cat food dish, and everything covered in honey and bruises.
His girlfriends signaled their approval by pulling me off of him and in turn making out with me. I think I will hang out with this group more often
I feel like one thing if I have going for me is that my bed looks like a nice place to have sex
The memory of your penis haunts me. I must learn to be satisfied with lesser men than you.
Is it something I'm going to want to hug you for or slap you for?
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
Randomize
