Five girls, one freshman pledge. We're like our own Make A Wish Foundation.
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
i wrote down the address for planned parenthood on the back of the receipt for the condom that broke
Hooking up with him would mean my type has officially become... drug dealer.
One minute we were getting noise complainted by the security guards the next I was shotgunning a beer with them
I've also decided that the true test of whether or not you should marry a girl is if she will willingly blow you while you eat Oreos.
Should I feel guilty that my husband is cheating on his girlfriend with me? I mean, we're not divorced yet so I still have dibs, right?
I GOOGLED IT. BEES CAN MASTURBATE. WHAT.
This day took a left turn at "This is your going away party, I got a bunch of blow."
His dad was on the tv delivering the local 11 o' clock news while we were having sex
I just delete my bank app from my phone to have enough storage to download tindr. Is this my life now?
Orgasms and cereal.... that's what life's about.
I left my red butterfly dildo laying on my bedroom floor this morning....my landlord is currently showing the house to people. Fuck can't ever face him again.
I’m traumatised. Bring vodka and condoms.
don’t ask me. i snorted coke off of a pregnancy test box last night. i obviously don’t make the best life choices.
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