I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
Roller skating + drunkeness + peeing = mess
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
He bought me shots at the bar as his way of of paying me back for Plan B
he was gone before i woke up. left a pee stain, phone number, note and $20 for sheets. safe to say i will not be calling.
She tried to ditch the cab before she payed but she forgot to grab her shoes and wake me up
btw theres a pine tree in the downstairs shower. the guys thought it would be a great free air freshener.
Okay! I've got my sketchbook, my purse, my coat, and a knife hidden in my cleavage. I'm ready for to meet my blind date~
Sorry I need more motivation then McDonalds and mojitos.
I drank it. I drank the beer from '78. I drank my bday beer, I drank my soul
Girl, he's like catnip for my pussy.
Ohhh the usual. Laying in bed reflecting on my decisions
Rain drop, shock top, drinking can't stop stop
Disclaimer- Don’t worry about my wounded nip. I put a bandaid on it.
So um... You probably shouldn't post that picture of me and your crotch just because that's a new level of raunchiness that I'm not willing to accept yet
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