we're blogging at a bar
He is such a slut. More and more my type.
everytime i eat a fruit i feel like i'm eating ovaries
I may have been to starbucks and 2 classes with balls still written on my face...
we played lady & the tramp with a hash brown from McDonald's....im in love.
she said she'd blow me if I bought one of her sorority raffle tickets. Goddamn it's gettin easy
I'm having a flashback of telling a guy that he was beautiful and graceful like a unicorn while playing shuffleboard.
I dove into a random van at the bar as the door was closing and ended up at some house with people I've never met in my life dancing in a basement
He ate me out while I was wearing a tiara.... I think I could get used to this
I am officially now FB friends with my arresting officer.
She may be more beautiful than I am, but I bet she hasnt pissed in as many public places as me...
I feel kind of like we’re in a gang and tonight is one of those “people are gonna know not to fuck with us” type of nights. And then tomorrow I am going to learn to pole dance. I’m not really sure how I got to this point in my life… but I like it.
I did crash a prom last night though.. It was fun
Want a bet? I'm a kinky and determined motherfucker with a libido that is not easily stopped
How many weight watcher activity points do you think sex is worth?
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