i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
They only remember me when they're drunk...I'm like a suppressed memory.
Then you screamed "fuck her like shes not your sister tonight" at the people walking down the road.
Divorce is final. Doing tequila shots at 1 in the afternoon.
It just hurt to pee because he was fingering for fucking gold in there.
I imagine her to be like a 19th century explorer/adventurer with different boys' hearts on her wall like animal heads
Like Teddy Roosevelt
Synchronized big wheels back flips off the second floor roof. Good idea or great idea?
He thinks he's a sex addict. Just. My. Type.
sorry to break it to you, but he's definitely fucking that other girl now...
I wish I still at least had the bruises on my ass to remember him by.
If I don't have tequila in my hand soon, I'm going to have to violate human rights laws
I drank enough to tranq a steed. You really missed out
Best orgasm I ever had! I though we totally connected and I asked him to stay over. He went back to the sigma chi house and returned with his blankie and a 40. please help
I was walking back to the dorm and was made fun of for wearing a coat. I'M SORRY I CARE ABOUT MY WELL BEING.
Would I be crazy if I drove 1,000 miles for some dick? What mile does it become ridiculous?
I'm now at a gay bar with our relatives
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