I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
You kept whispering, no one does me like Jimmy Johns does me.
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
To this day, he introduces me as "the girl I met climbing trees at 3 A.M."
just had an awkward elevator run in with that guy you puked on
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
I woke up in her bed, she woke up in mine. Apparently there was a miscommunication after the 8th jager bomb.
Today's work quote "if I looked like you, I'd be sitting on everyones face"
I'm covered in mustard and it looks like I nose dived in to barbed wire ??? Was last night that good?
I left your tip in your mailbox. Last night was amazing.
Jäger goes great with personal crises and receding morals...
Oh no that was the time I did the walk of shame with no shoes
I had to bail out of the tour de Franzia because I have class Saturday morning. Grad school is ruining my life
Okay I'm ready to show you that my weiner still works
Too late, I'm convinced it's broken
Giiirrrllll. Back to back snaps of dicks. Two different guys sent me their dick at the same time. This is totally what our founding fathers meant with life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
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