If I don't come home tonight, I've died in a pile of gay.
I'm at a Rock of Love themed party. New high? New low? I can't tell.
Wait. Scratch that. It's not themed. These girls are just sluts.
we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
At the same time. Hot men feeding me brownies. In between rounds of sex.
What color are my eyes?
Ummmm... 34 C?
I just woke up in his house on his bathroom floor with an IV in my arm.
There's a girl in the bathroom crying about something having to do with cream cheese.
I agreed not to hook up with any randoms while she's on vacation, if that isn't a show of good faith then I don't know what is...
You kept saying you only wanted to drink until you were sleepy. You succeeded if "sleepy" means you sleepied around with 4/6 of the guys there.
Hahah. They reconnected again?
Like with his penis I guess
I don't think the TSA would be too happy. Who knows if three ounces of lube will be enough for us?
Found another bruise from Saturday #stopliquor2014
You're acting like you didn't chug fireball, like duh you have bruises you drunk betch
It was an interesting experience to have sex while there was a triathlon going on right outside my bedroom window because it sounded like everyone is cheering for you in bed.
How supportive!
I missed you last night. I'm sure he will never forget the night i sang my heart will go on into his penis like a microphone
That time of your life is like a blur to me. There was churches, car fucking, and conservatives
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