Sundresses, hats, and big glasses. That is the greatest trick the devil ever taught women.
I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
we just got kicked out of the mexican restaurant. i have a full pitcher of margarita's hiding under my coat.
he passed out at 11 at a party. he deserved to be stripped down an duct taped to the floor
i was playing the convince him im sober game through texting. i spelled most of the words right. i hope.
We defiantly won best dressed in the ER tonight
My vagina supports interfraternal relations
Ugh. my cast still smells like fermenting hot tub water and bad decisions.
I forgot to tell you about my 7:30am Sunday morning run to the local convenience store to buy condoms, a du-rag and a shot glass
you threw up into the pocket of your shirt. which was pretty damn polite
Gosh, I don't even have that. Let alone someone to tie me up and whip me with Twizzlers.
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
I really love you. Like, more than tequila...& we both know that's my favorite.
Guess whose grandma smokes weed?
He ate me out while I was wearing a canada goose parka and a dress hand crafted by a seamstress from yellowknife. I came while watching the northern lights. Most arctic orgasm ever.
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