It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
I'd do that. But we would need storm trooper helmets.
Do you ever look at a vegetable and think "that would be awesome to shove up my vagina"?
her parents were awake and in the next room. i think i deserve a big fucking medal for that orgasm.
Totally about to meet up with Ryan in an empty parking lot. Expect to fuck him. Yes I know it's 3am. Slutty? Possibly. Excited? Damn right.
GOOD NIGHT DREAM OF ALCOHOL SNO CONES
I don't think I have but I might've died. If I have then come get me, I'm in the flower bed. And still game.
They're making him take his shirt off cause they think he's the bouncer. We're in his backyard.
This conversation has now reached a level of awkward that even a passerby streaking hobo couldn't break.
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
I guess? According to Jeff his mom is wondering when the grand babies will arrive. So I don't think they like ME so much as my supposed functioning uterus
My apartment is also really close to an alcohol rehab in case I get out of hand
You ripped my pants off and gave me the choice use it or lose it what was I suppose to do.
Because I chose to live vicariously through your uterus and you're letting me down right now.
Eaten today: granola bar, pumpkin donut, and fritos. Oh, college nutrition.
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