I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
Goodbye hot boy in my geo class...goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend. you have been the one, you have been the reason I came to claassss
I don't know how but I have our hotel room door handle in my purse... this can not be good
They nicknamed me the gargoyle. Sex with me is getting gargoyled. The last one I fucked yelled "gargoyle me" for dirty talk. I think fucking me is part of their pledging initiation. Somewhat OK with this.
I have been referring to it as "thanks for getting out of me day" all week. Do you think they will still take me to brunch tomorrow?
The worst decision I made last night was allowing myself to be duct taped to the ceiling
Then you jumped in the pool because your were convinced the scratches on your neck from the cat were gills and you could breathe underwater.
Very excited! Vodka will be shot, dicks will be ridden, and memories made.
It's like... Even my horoscope knows I had an awkward threesome last night.
You really could become the cat lady we've always dreamed of.
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
I've started day drinking because fuck everyone else
On my way home from the dentist. Was going to call and see if you would like to wake and bake, then remembered my sister is an adult
The hotel had a helipad. Of course we had sex on it.
After this weekend, all I can think about is bald eagles flying in front of fireworks and giving birth to fucking uncle sam. Also, beer.
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