How much cunt could a cunt bag punch if a cunt bag could punch cunt?
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
i mean i should have known that when i started taking shots with my zumba instructor i was in for a rough night...
I poured myself a glass of chocolate chips at some point during the evening.
The nursing school interview showed me a picture of my passed out during your party. They asked if this was a frquent thing. I told them you drugged me.
They drank shots out of my cleavage. Surprisingly, the one who did the best was a gay guy.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: your tits are a danger to gay men everywhere.
Tonights dinner consisted of washing down my plan b pill with a bottle of wine and toast. College is turning my life around
I got to masturbate in Rome in a gorgeous hotel room. Don't try and tell me I need a boyfriend
There are panties and mini bottles of Fireball in my purse. Except for the broken toe incident, I'd say last night was probably a success.
The funny part was that the cop pulled us over cause the park was closed, not because I had just come up from giving the guy a blowjob when the cop drove by.
When you put my balls in your mouth i just want to buy you expensive gifts...you know what i mean?
I can't find a song to express how gay I'm feeling.
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
Damn it. If you ever throw me again, take video.
one week and then i'm back on the sexual grind. a party is being planned in my vagina's honor
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