And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
do you think he would believe thats it not really my period, and that i ate a lot of licorice?
like why cant he just admit that he still wants to fuck me even though im underage
Why did that cocktail waitress get to sleep with Tiger for 2 years, and all I ever got for living in Whorelando for five years is a couple of pictures with Joey Fatone
theres 5 guys on the side of the road with beads and their shirts off screaming at cars already.
It is a special kind of bonus when you find money you hid from yourself when you were drunk in the tampon box. What did we do last period?
So. How about you can get tequila certified...
Apparently I still called the officer "sir" despite the fact I was at a .21 BAC. Southern girls are raised right
I feel like getting drunk at the airport is sort of a rite of passage into adulthood, but maybe i should reserve that occasion for a flight thats not just 1 hr
Apparently being drunk on a southwest flight and yelling "TURNUP" during take off is looked down upon in this state.
My genitals don't want beer. They want to not feel like they wandered into a hornet's nest.
That's why my boobs are so big, they're full of secrets.
where are you?
two trains and a bus walk of shame. so not worth it.
Opening my shipments of mascara and nipple pasties this morning like a boss bitch
Stacy was in the bathroom puking, so he peed out the window. We were eight stories up.
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