You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
I'll name the documentary, "The Adventures of Megan's Vagina"
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
He told me he doesn't dance and he hates drunken excitement. Why I ever thought it would work is beyond me.
The swelling on my elbow and tongue means I may have cockblocked myself.
Weekend has begun hello red wine at 10am on a Wednesday
Just watched a drunk girl hand her valet ticket to a cop and walk away.
He filled four shots of Everclear and walked around saying "FREE VODKA SHOTS". he is to blame.
I think I died last night.
Yeah, you got carried home
just woke up on a lounge chair wearing a durag and holding burrito wrappers in my hands
My roommates call me "Queen of the Skanks" I guess that means I've had a successful first month of college.
He fingered me in a Waffle House bathroom and then stole a traffic cone. Is this love that I'm feeling?
This feels more like a conference of all the people I've fucked in the past year.
I just woke up hand cuffed to the bar and shirtless, so yeah I think I need you to come get me.
Of course his biggest mistake was assuming that I ever gave a fuck to begin with.
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