let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
I'm drinking early times at a fridays on wednesday night. This entire bar is going to see my dick by last call.
your dad just showed up on the golfcart with a keg. i. love. our. neighborhood.
My vagina just recognized that song.
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
This is going to be one of those "I can only do this high" classes
I never thought I would be having sex behind a shower curtain that wasn't in a bathroom.
I can't remember much from that party after we snapchatted my dancing boobs to all of her contacts
my throat is bruised, my back is scarred, my vagina feels like it's going to fall off.. you're like godzilla. you destroy everything.
Just got a snapchat from him that was a video of with the caption "my new apartment" in Brazil. I think we might not be seeing eachother anymore.
If I get laid tonight it will 1.) Prove that the sex gods do in fact exist, and 2.) Show that I am one motherfucking badass bitch.
Had to leave my skype meeting to vomit. I'm obviously ready for the real world.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
I am so not sober enough to have a 5 minute conversation in Spanish
From what I remember I had fun, until I threw up, and lost my shoes..
Randomize
