You flung your panties at that guy you liked with an accuracy that I have never seen before.
i used baking grease as lip gloss
I remember sitting there at the toilet, bleeding everywhere and thinking, "I walked from my bedroom to here. What happened?"
Well if my looks don't work with her I'll eat the 50 nuggets to impress her fat roommate.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
I think our camping neighbours like us. We're the drunk girls trying to chop firewood with no pants on at 3 in the afternoon.
Happiness for him is a different happiness than you can supply cuz you have life standards, morals and goals that dont include the bar or beer everynight.
when he put a condom on for a handjob cuz he didn't want to "blow his load in the car" i started to question my choice in guys..
Well you just missed the ten chi o pledges singing la bamba at our doorstep.
There are very few times i will succumb to laying naked on my bathroom floor. But lastnight is a resonable enough cause.
You don't even know. The entire marching band thinks I'm an alcoholic.
okay, but you can't tell anyone. Every time he instagrams something with the caption "avocado," it means he's booty calling me. Happy?
I miss you.
Yeah, I don't want to have sex.
Let's just say, I will never again lick an asshole.
Woke up in a house I don't know, with someone else's pants on, and wolverine hair, to my girlfriend yelling on the phone about the 4 girls I made out with last
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