I got a 69.7 in accounting. I have this whole doing the bare minimum down to a science
I have fb friend requests from two random swedish brothers... Must have something to do with that hostel I stumbled into on mardi gras
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
Or I die of a heart attack, which is the more likely/less fun scenario.
Is it penis luge time yet?
Travis is back on this booty and burgers thing. If I'm his delivery service for food he better fuck me how I want.
I pulled my bra outta my purse. Covered in honey mustard. I still lack an explanation.
My plan for the weekend: 1) Get shit faced in Vegas. 2) Not die
I'd marry him just to keep his penis in the country
I have this vague feeling that I was involved in a dance off with a homeless man?
I should probably eat a Plan B. Pill for breakfast. Happy Halloween.
Found this cake smashed up inside a box on the sidewalk. Im saying yes to adventure and eating some.
Taking a nap. Sidewalk cake kicked my ass. It had boston creme filling!
My party ended early and I have a mountain of shrimp and weed
It was weird, it was like my heart got a boner. Is this being an adult?
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