And, I saw Emily's panties. How? She doesn't sit like a lady.
hammered. By myself. Accident. Faillll. Snowwwwwy
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
Oh well shit happens. This is my not worried face. This is also my still decently drunk face.
Also I'm 95 percent positive we ate food naked together
Pre-drinking/conditioning my liver for this impending hurricane party associated with cat. 2 hurricane Irene. Be ready to roll in a weather channel minute.
She is high at the bar - she thinks the bottle of frangelico is aunt jemima telling her to stop doing drugs.
You should make it a point to use vocabulary that is competition appropriate around him, like "champion" and "training" and "victory sex"
Well good for him for getting your number before he told you he had no money and needed you to pay for his drink!
Dilemas of the modern woman: deciding whether or not to write on your ex's wall for his birthday. This is serious.
So I'll bring my machete and we can smoke your shit.
Out of context, that is a hilariously scary message.
You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.
For now I'm a single mom monday-thursday and a drunk looking for dick the rest of the week
One of my nipples looks nothing like the other...i don't know how this happened
just passed a kid drinking a beer at 2pm. clearly it's the last day of break.
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