He can hate all he wants but were fucking with these crocs on
She said her name was "party"
thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
I'm fascinated by her cleavage. She has deep cleavage, but no obvious boobage to speak of. Check it out.
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
If you start sounding at all like you're even remotely in love, expect a lecture on the merits of being a single woman with a vibrator.
This is why we're friends.
It's an open bar on a yacht... I'm going to drown.
You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
she cried into her fur with two handfuls of money- she was the physical manifestation of white girl problems
Imagine getting a FB inbox "hey I found your ID on the floor of a bar can you send me a mugshot so I can get a second piece of ID made?"
For sure. Gotta go. Building an igloo.
I feel like if tampons weren't meant to be microwaved, they'd have a warning on the box, so we should be okay...
Oh we were great hosts that night. We made sure to leave all the beds open by passing out on the bathroom floors instead.
My goal in life is to ruin sex for someone. To be so mindblowingly unreal that they can never find anyone like me ever again. So far it's going well.
Me and some guy are crying in a port a potty together after another guy broke up with both of us.
Randomize
