I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
pray for me tomorrow cause I have a midterm that I've mostly studied for by watching Bill Nye episodes on the subject...
I'm lit.While shaving my legs I pretended the razor was a tractor cutting down corn. Noises included.
I just sent a friend request to someone saying that i was the girl he shared a fifth of jager with last week. Thats something special. He better accept.
Too many sundays start with me waking up still drunk in my car.
I promise it'll work. Just go there and keep the lights off and keep saying blaowww. She'll think your me.
True bitches know their best friends favorite Boones Farm flavor.
They were so huge my eyes were just drawn to them. Boob gravity man.
so I guess I made a note in my phone last night to remind myself not to do shrooms on the cruise ship
No like he has curves. I remember thinking he had a nicer body than me
Clearly you've confused me for someone who has their shit together, and honestly I have no idea how you did that.
I didn't have time to wash my hair yesterday. Ended up spraying some Febreeze on it.
He fed me jello shota while i was sitting on the toilet and then he peed in the shower
Hypothetically, I throw a party and my ex-boyfriend and my current fuck buddy are in the same house... what should I do?
How many beds are in the house? Hypothetically...
Randomize
