I'm drinking on the job... HEAVILY
Is it weird that we showed each other our pussy's and pointed out the good and bad things about each others??
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
what's an appropriate "I'm fucking your grandson but I'm trying to hide it" outfit?
My relaxing drive may end up as a surprise bootycall in Pittsburgh. Don't try to stop me.
You're the only true friend I have, if true friendship is based off who would be there for me at 4am during a boxed wine crisis.
It's only Tuesday and I just measured and checked to see if my 6'5 Friday booty call will fit in the back of my jeep comfortably.
Ran into him again last night, stole his glowstick and walked away. The glowstick mountain in my room keeps growing.
So I deleted all the text from my phone, was looking for my mom's coffee order and show the coffee guy the pic of me eating pussy.
She just won 2 Grammys at 17 and were sitting here hotboxing our half bathroom
He texted "fuck you" before blocking me on all social media. Come to think of it, that's also the last thing my mother said to me. Could it be that I'm the problem?
Erin was right. There were bees at the after hours.
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
Love waking up to a new contact named “Pizza” btw
I'm not sure you count what happened last night as sex.
Randomize
