Two girls are now jumping in the ocean naked at 10 PM...and I was just starting to hate Ocean City
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
They called security on the security guard who tried to break up the party in their suite. You tell me how drunk they were.
He found my weave.. Think he'll still fuck me Friday? And how do I ask for it back?
Fair warning: We've transformed the living room into a giant tent.
he paid for dinner at the eiffel tower. drinks at a bar on the champs elysees. gave me a motorcycle ride back to his house, got us heineken and then took me to park overlooking paris. where he ate me out on a park bench. still have doubts about the french?
I dunno... But she calls vodka "dancing juice"
I'd say you were a shitshow. Playing floating beer pong in the pool you kept filling other people's cups with pool water and laughing to yourself.
I just power smoked 3 bongs, ate hot cocoa mix before making hot cocoa, and realized James Spader's character on The Office reminds me of your mom.
Also my vagina isn't a crater of death where nothing comes out
hotboxing with the ex-bf's two most recent hookups. they just realized they're eskimo sisters with his best friend. this is what happens when I come home for Christmas.
I mean, on what planet are nipples suppose to look like that?
I don't know what his name was or what he looked like, but I remember him rocking me to sleep with his cock
Don't need my thirties to be known as the decade of "new types of shits from drinking" like last night.
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