So i literally just wrote sorry on my quiz and turned it in.
This is drunk me apologizing to sober me in advance.. I am sprry about you're trashed house. Mom an dad will be home by 5 so get up and clean. P.s. Mike is in the closet passed out.
whatever happens this semester dont let me be that girl yacking in the urinal. again.
He sent a pic, I sent one back. Then nothing. It's like we sext-messaged goodbye and ended the relationship.
The last thing I remember is your grandma calling me a pussy and taking my shot for me. Your family is awesome.
Drinks appeared in front of me. Who am I to deny destiny? And by destiny, I mean free drinks, which appear by magic.
So. I need to gloat. I couldn't exactly tell my family that I won this game by deep throating.
I actually want to work out for some reason... I think it's my brains way of telling me it doesn't like living in a fat body.
His dick is as big as my 7" heels... Awkwardness is forgotten.
"Wine night with the girls" turned into me having to set an alarm in the bathtub this morning...
you know it was a successful halloween when you wake up and have a firecracker in your tits
Pretty sure my first birthday present will be a pic of an 18-year-old's cock. And I am OK with that
I smoked my last bong as the sun rose. It was magical.
When the theology professor asked me what touched me most about this trip to Rome, I guess "the guy from last night" wasn't the proper response.
My pizza delivery guy was so hot I was like omg please let this be the beginning of a porno
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