so last night my mother drunkenly told me that maybe the reason why I want to be a vet was because I was conceived doggy style.
i decided i am going on the Justin Bobby plan for success. Don't cut my hair for a year, don't shave for a month, land Audrina Patridge. Game on.
my girls lil sis wanted to play hide & seek. she told her 2 go hide. we went to the room and had sex. she was hiding under the bed.
Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.
i feel sorry that you can never enjoy the feeling of shaved balls
I'll be accepting presents in the forms of drinks, drugs, and orgasms. So any or all of those will be fine.
oh my god, just saw a man throw up in a trashcan and blood came out of his nose. HES GETTING ON MY BUS. HES SITTING ACROSS FROM ME. FUCK.
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
He refused to pierce my nipples, saying they are the best he's ever seen and that blemishing them would be a crime
Come over. We're getting stoned and watching DogTV
And now I have a massive dip in and a Bloody Mary that would catch on fire if you put a flame close to it, with no pants on... At 8:15Am. Being single is pretty legit
Oh and .... you'll love this: my life coach says you writing my online dating profile isn't a horrible idea.
I mean, the night I fell out of that bus I made you pour vodka onto my wound to clean it, then duct taped a paper towel to my hand and kept drinking.
We could never date. He doesn't drink and he won't bring me tacos after sex. He's on that healthy life bullshit.
The date did not go well. Turns out I once set her brother on fire.
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