all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
A guy at the bar bought me a jag bomb because I'm the chick that frosts his donuts at KT. Never have I been more proud of being a failure at life.
The polaroid of me taking a test-tube of Jegar out of the gay guys mouth pretty much explains my trip to Spain.
12 trash cans filled with water. Beer cans floating in each, 12 ft apart. Dodgeball. Ultimate beer pong.
Rules. We have to wear superhero outfits
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
she scratched her sororities letters into my back when she was done. i think i was part of some sick game. sick twisted sexy game
i wish i just like had a pee bag attached to me and i could just go whenever i want wherever i want
My legs have surpassed "hairy" and entered the territory of "furry". Maybe I should just suck it up and shave already
No now I'm curious!
Will give head in exchange for a Netflix password. Serious inquiries only please.
I fingered myself to realization that I don't need birth control if there is never a guy.
woke up with empty beer can still duct taped into my fists and the word "dove" written on the back of my neck
I think I just did my first walk of shame. He sent me home with a watermelon from his farm. Southern one night stands.
He came back with a Butterfinger and vibrator batteries. There's no refusing him now.
you just have the mind of an innocent, non-tainted child.
YOU KNOW THAT'S BULLSHIT BECAUSE YOU'RE THE REASON IT'S BULLSHIT
You were laying on the floor coloring a "get well soon' card for your liver...
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