we went to a bar last night, drank beer in plastic cups. I took pics w/a random kid i pulled into a photobooth & i have easy mac in my purse. I belong here.
still haven't packed clothes. only wine. gotta love spring break
Just did lines off a tackle box. Love Montana.
He asked if I wanted to leave my bra on while we were doing it from behind bc he read somewhere that all that pounding can be painful for big breasts. THAT thoughtful.
Why do I feel like the only way for this trip to end is alcohol poisoning?
theres a wall by my room thats like, a prime fucking wall. before i move out SOMEBODY is gonna fuck me on that wall, goddamnit.
I thought stuff was gonna go really bad after he filled the super-soaker with kerosene. but it all turned out pretty well.
Oh my god I'm so bored. The virgin is so disinteresting when I'm not trying to cum on her face.
All I could think of during that funeral was how great I look in a suit, how creepy catholics are, and how horny I am.
I'd say things got weird when I started doing lines of molly in the box.
The family next to you was not pleased
I work nights. I sleep in. I take online classes. And fuck bad bitches. I'd say those are some perks to grad school.
I walked in and saw her crying and singing to her dog
Blame the bisexuality and move on?
I was supposed to go on a date tonight but I cancelled because I found out the Lizzie McGuire movie is on Netflix.
you're the only girl i know who can be too sick to walk to the kitchen and still have enough game to receive multiple orgasms
Randomize
