So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
That girl's pussy is like White Castles, you crave it once in awhile, but you know next morning you regret eating it.
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
I'm tired of stuffing my fat into a slutty costume. Next year let's go as homeless girls. Cute ones. In leggings with camel toe.
Babe. You eat pussy like a god warrior sent from a galaxy far far away to destroy female genitalia with new realms of pleasure. That's how I know your not gay.
So how much of last night are we going to pretend never happened? Enough to stay friends?
Drunk cheerio confetti may seem like a brilliant idea when your drunk, but believe me, the next day, its a horrible, horrible mess.
I feel like we need a drunken piñata bash with your face being the piñata and my hopes and dreams being the stick
Still no second date. Guess you shouldn't show guys your taser on the first date.
Also bring a pizza or no entry to my vagina OR the fort.
Cheese only
I'm permanently fucked. Every liquid I put into my mouth automatically tastes like fireball.
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
Everything is bullshit and I hate everyone
I have hobbies that aren't destroying myself and others...i can make hats.....
spent the night holding naked strippers up for keg stands and doing endless amounts of body shots. good game 8am final exam.
whats an extra semester when you've already been in college for 6 years?
Randomize
