: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
Oh my god you would drunk register for a marathon.
I walk of shamed back from his dorm in costume while his dad and brother were waiting outside to drive him home. his dad apologized to me. my life never gets old.
everyone has their kryptonite. mine just happens to be 18 year old blonde girls.
He asked me if we could throw a lingerie party together so I guess he's single again
I dont even remember coming home... All my stuff is strewn randomly around my apartment... And I woke up at 5 sitting propped up in my bed with just my arm in a shirt
OH HAPPY DAYS YOU'RE BOTH GINGERS YOU'LL REPRODUCE YOUR OWN KIND
I think pretend fucking a camel is a good thing to do downtown. They loved me.
Just me, my martini, and my backup Martini.
You said "I'm not gonna waste my last condom on you" last night.
I'm talking to this guy I met online about French toast. I am the oddest fucking combination of hungry and horny. Wtf brain.
I woke up and found my apartment really clean, appearantly drunk me couldn't tolerate living there anymore and left sober me a lot of insulting post-its...
I woke up with a pillow, shampoo and a plant in my fridge. Eggs in the toilet, and I was wearing three pairs of girls underwear. What happened last night
It was probably the most embarrassing moment of my life. But I had cleavage, so I'm good!
He ate me out in a golf cart while I watched the sunset. You are so right, golf skirts do provide amazing access.
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