So are you the girl that gave me herpes? or was that the girl from the night before
I fell asleep to the sounds of them banging in the next room. It was oddly soothing...
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
He got violent drunk so we have to untie him in the morning. He's in your basement and you're out of electrical tape. Don't forget because I will.
I was informed that last night we held hands while puking on the curb outside the bar.
We just have a real special relationship.
I petted my head, told my hair it felt beautiful and needed to be let free. Then pulled out my pony tail. Cheers to weed. I lose.
Let's run into the wild and just eat berries and have sex all the time.
Just recreated a sandwich from the caf in my own kitchen. Graduation denial at it's finest.
We fucked on a kid's slide, my vagina is singing praises of being used
Well, after emptying the contents of my stomach into a fucking rose bush, the only things moving through my digestive system are pills, coffee, and my own lip gloss. If that gives you any idea what kind of a day I'm having.
Well I just finished dry heaving so I think breakfast is a little further out for me
I know how vodka works Grace. I'm drunk, not stupid.
So instead of going to meet her mom, I decided to jump out of her window which was about 1.5 stories off the ground. I'm alright, but I ended up meeting her mom anyway.
PS there is a naked boy in my bed and I just left for the bar...
I screenshoted his dick pic the other day because it literally looked like a brontosaurus. Like that really tall dinosaur that eats grass. Like I wanna draw a face on it.
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