she just made a shot glass out of magazine paper. I love her.
can we meet up so i can piece together the end of my night? for instance, did i jump or fall into a plant?
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
She is trying to turtle bite me and when I pull away she says just let it happen. Then she pulled a poptart out of nowhere
You look me right in the eyes and yelled "By the power of the superglue beer sword, I designate you my driver!" I almost felt honored.
We now know how the night ended in arrest according to the flip camera I did 10 handle pulls and beer bonged a 40. My life choices are getting worse and worse this is your fault.
Your message cut off at "shit on the floor". Your life is incredible.
Mixed review. I fucked her in the river, but then we were assaulted by ducks.
Yeah, but he has adorable dimples and dimples talk me into things.
Just a suggestion, don't apricot scrub your vagina.
Tomorrow we start training our livers for St.Patrick's day. May God be with us.
Well, I currently have zero fuckboys and my vibrator just broke. A fresh start to May.
Ya, It's probably because whenever I close my eyes I see a kitten playing a banjo.
It wasn't my fault.
You let her suck your neck. Yes it was your fault.
I tried saying sorry but instead I puked down her shirt and tried to clean it up... Now I have a bruise on my forehead. good news, before she left she wrote her number on my stomach with sharpie
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