Bookstore boy and I went out, he came back here and I tried to fool around and he respects me too much blah blah I'm a predator.
Got a stripper to howl at my wolf shirt.
I would ask what did you do but I feel like who did you do is probably more appropriate
Maybe before the beach I should get a tracking chip in my arm.
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
He was still there when I ran half naked into my suitemate's room where she was skyping her boyfriend and I started singing I JUST HAD SEEEEX
Just to be clear, the only reason you're allowed to scream "COCKTAIL SERVANT" at bartenders is because you have nice tits
so hungover. I'm actually considering eating the snow off the roof so I don't have to leave my bed
i just added a shot of fireball to my iced coffee. goodbye sobriety.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
She can be as judgemental as she wants. But she thinks the female orgasm is a myth so who is really winning here...
soo... how was my night?
I had to pee so bad that I snuck into the bathroom while they were in the shower. At her request, he was massaging her boobs so they could grow faster. Also there was a laser light machine.
Once my new license was put into my hand, a light from the heavens shined down and pauly D's voice was in my mind saying ohh yeaaah 21 yeaaah
We hotboxed his bathroom. going to be a good night
Hotbox went wrong - smoke sets off fire alarm. Firefighters coming
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