so that wasnt chicken after all
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."
Even my Mr Clean Magic Eraser can't make last night disappear.
5 Four Lokos being cheaper than a case should be illegal.
i don't remember it, but i know we had sex because my stuffed animals were facing the wall
It's like my work doesn't even care about margarita mondays.
I don't hate you. My dick is upset with you, but I don't hate you.
I've done nothing but whore my gay ex bf out for the past 48 hours. It's getting weird.
Remember when I said "no boyfriend, no problems"? I lied. Tequila. Tequila is a problem.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
Sorry I couldn't reference you in my facebook quote. I will redirect any likes and comments straight to my blowjob efforts this week.
That moment when you see yourself in a security camera feed and realize you forgot a bra. And pants.
He drunk texted me what I think is two snails fucking on a mushroom. Is "you sick bastard" too mild a rejection?
I just woke up on the floor with an empty handle in one hand and a piece of my ceiling in the other. #classy
I am so horny. It's like all the stress of finals week has relocated to my vagina.
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