he poured tabasco sauce in my vag.. I'm still having a hard time going to the bathroom.
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
Not cool at all. Last night I organized my condoms by expiration date. I need to get laid.
He did a line, told me my hair looked pretty against the background of the clouds, and then we fucked. Good afternoon
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
at this point every shot is just a haymaker to my liver
I'm starting to blur the boundary between reasonable senioritis and self-destruction. Somewhat-openly hittin the flask in 11am class
We're about to have a bottle rocket fight on jetskis. You have 5 minutes to get on our level.
I'm drinking Leinenkugel through a Red Vine. I'm not drunk. I'm just happy with my life so far.
New carpet is nice. I'm making carpet angels. Like a fresh snowfall.
Haha he puts me in a mood mix of annoyed and... "just get in my pants"
Surprise court date day!!! Wake the fuck up!
So I'm getting really old. I feel asleep for a booty call that I initiated. The struggle is real.
Just saw a hotel with a bunch of mattresses in the parking lot. Made me think of you.
I don't care how many things you caught on fire, it's still not as bad as doing coke and then filming yourself having sex.
Randomize
