I'm tuning in to watch Heidi Montag crash and burn on the Miss Universe Pageant. Somebody call 911. and I'm not talking about the Sean Kingston song.
I was thinking about baking his mom "sorry you found out i was sleeping with your son" cupcakes
Just saw a field sobriety test being administered at 730 am, I now know I do not have a drinking problem
I wish there was a non slutty way to ask the guys across the hall if i can copy their men's bathroom key so I have one for my one night stands
it's like a replay of two fridays ago...except not in a motel and i'm not having sex in the shower.
I ended up with a bullet proof vest and I still don't know his last name.
I just had a threesome in the back of my mom's van. I'm pretty sure the rest of my week is going to be epic.
I'm convinced that college is the only place where one can have an existential crisis over what sweatpants to wear
he gave me a thermos so I could take my coffee with my on drive of shame. I was unexpectedly grateful...
Look at all the pictures I have of us sucking on jello syringes.
I had a dream that I had to take a breathalyzer but then it turned out to be a bong....why can't that be real life?
I've been sleeping with the same person for about two months now, I think I know a little bit about stability and commitment.
She actually made an event on facebook for tomorrow when she does a pregnancy test, 8 people are attenting so far
Gatorade without vodka just doesn't taste the same
So, I can officially cross "getting eaten out in a church confession booth" off my bucket list.
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