Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
Oh and ps....i was sleeping soundly until i woke up by the sound of amy on the phone with her mom sobbing hysterically because she can't stop having the shits.
explain the missing patches of hair on my cat. now.
Remember in school when they told us our vag was made just the right size for our future husband? I must say I am enjoying trying to find that perfect fit.
Using your Catholic School education as an excuse for this? Why didn't I think of that?!
the girl next to me in class is drinking a margarita out of a slurpee cup. i know your going to ask how i know its a margarita and the answer is i can smell the tequila. i never want to leave this place
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I'm being fed tequila grapes by a girl on stilts...
Doing lines of coke through pieces of licorice. Because I can
I have to be at work in a hour. Can you sufficiently fuck me in 35 minutes?
your body is your temple. do you really want a bunch of dicks in your temple?
Literally this kid just told me he's not planning to live past 30. Then he hit himself with a frying pan.
I watched you down those shots like a lion cub watching its mother rip apart a gazelle
I had to try on three different bathing suits to hide my boob hickies
I purposely left my thong and accidentally left my ethics book, hairspray and most of my dignity.
Honestly, I am sitting in my room watching Ciara videos and thinking I am super jealous of how she rides it.
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