We fucked twice, I went to the bathroom to freshen up, and came back to him playing "Your Body is A Wonderland" on his guitar naked in my bed.
We put her face under a blacklight.....it looked like fireworks
based on the size of her vibrator, i'm going to be a huge disappointment
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
We are, if nothing else, classy enough to leave our 10 mini bottles of wine in a polite line on the floor of the movie theater.
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
Will the fact that I have 4 boob hickies add to or take away from tonight's outfit?
His hair looked like he was in a bukaki and then got a perm right after
when I woke up, he was drunk and singing "soft kitty" and petting my face
I made out with a dude last night who has an ex wife. Is this what post grad life is about?
Somehow my drug dealer is stuck in my air-vent and now everything smells like patchouli, weed, deoderant and sweat.
I yelled "NO FLEX ZONE!!!" at the guy that thinks it's cool to take off his shirt at the party then proceeded to puking
too bad burritos don't cuddle back
I was covered in mud from my knees down, I smelt like the inside of a port-a-potty and only had mascara on one eye. . . so you know your usual Sunday brunch.
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