I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you know what its like when everyone is chanting "do it, do it"...still friends?
I tried to show my boob for free volcano tacos at taco bell last night. Not boobs. Just boob. The manager wasn't allowing it.
I will start puting down the plastic for the vom in our love chamber. If you want to be something or someone else for the night feel free. The theme is shit show.
I'm there.
Yeah like 200 white people came and they are playing that one Biggie Smalls song everyone knows.
You're really doing everyone a disservice by wearing pants all the time.
I'm sooo hungover. I fell asleep on top of a car in a parking lot last night. New one to add to the list.
Im officially canceling McCormick Monday. I got a raise.
Sooo grey goose Tuesday?????
And apparently I was the one that started the drunken make out session that broke the window
I'm glad the semester is over. I need a break from the term "whiskey sharts" coming up so much in conversation.
I have a knack for carnage and poetic language.
I'm a hopeless romantic with the sex drive of a married politician. IM DOOMED.
He has no idea I'm scrolling through Instagram while he's going down on me. I'm so bored.
Looks like a sea otter shaved my vagina. Keep an eye out for me this weekend, no one can see this.
I am not a whore. I just wanted casual drinking, monogamous sex and occasional McDonald's runs.
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