I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
omg theres cum all over the american flag and now its up in front of his house.
He was the drug dealer that jumped out of his car to get my number
She made me go down the fire escape when her mom came for breakfast.
No I'm done finals, but I'm not coming home until these hickeys are gone.
They found a chair, duct taped me to it, then gave me a bottle of vodka to 'make me feel at home'
I'm in Starbucks carrying the boxes wine and the hubcap. So many judging looks.
I just shit a hot coal. Pretty sure it's that fireball shot from yesterday.
so I ate shit in the bar and took a barstool down with me and this guy helped me up and I just started making out with him. I need to stop meeting men like that
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
he bit THROUGH my nipple
plus side, no need to pay for a piercing.
I pack a first-aid kit when I DD for you. What does that tell you about your partying? For what I see and do, paying my food and gas for the night is a goddamn BARGAIN.
That dick was not the dick of a twenty year old
if it makes u feel better, i skipped class so i could go to a sex convention in jersey a few hours earlier than if i went to class.
there is such a gross feeling of satisfaction when the married guy i used to hook up with likes my facebook status.
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