Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
Free body shot off of Sarah. Expires never.
highlight of my day: just saw a crying girl get dropped off at home wearing only socks, booty shorts, and a dirty wifebeeter. I wonder what happened to the costume...
I've blown him so many times I feel like I have a better relationship with his dick than I do with him.
I just got this text "hi this is Julie, I met you last night in the bathroom. You asked me to text you and remind you that you ate an entire lime, because you figured your sober self in the morning would be confused."
someone wrote on his wall: "congrats on your engagement"
I think you may want to look into that...
You basically tried to anal probe my passed out friend with a lamp
You should know me better than that. I don't whore around. I promise this is a blowjobs only kind of trip.
I don't care. I'll text you about my butthole whenever I please. That's what you signed up for in this relationship.
I was paranoid that someone would jizz in my hair while I had the cucumbers over my eyes. Super-High Spa Day didnt work out.
Well.. If you trust a test that only costs a dollar, I'm not pregnant
Are you sure he's still you're boyfriend when you're sober?
You are the ghost of drunk bitches past, present, and future.
day drinking caused me to be in bed at a decent time. can't complain.
Handcuffs. Recoverd. I'm a goddamn detective.
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