There's something fitting about a hot in-car interracial makeout to the tune of 'healing the world.' RIP Mike.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
His shopping cart was nothing but malt liquor and zucchini.
Well after last night it's official...I cannot die...it time to use this power for good instead of handle contests
hiding in a bush to avoid a seven dollar cab ride. cabby got out a flashlight and looked for us for like an hour. help.
the ball fondling will be left out of the trip recanting
There's a knife in my toilet. And I meant to ask you last night if you got a hair cut?
how many thumbs am i supposed to have at one time
you found the shrooms didnt you
Note to self: last nights makeup does NOT, under ANY circumstances, look good today.
I woke up to him yelling "WHO SLEEPS WITH A BEER IN THEIR HAND?!?" this of course, startled me awake and made me spill the aforementioned beer. So I guess the a answer is- not this girl, not anymore. Asshole
in other news i'm homewrecking via instagram
You just kept screaming "PLEASE YELL CORNDOG AT HIM. PLEASE. CORNDOG."
how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?
I was so high last night I honestly think my tears were medicinal
u woke up and asked who took ur pants off then realized u did n almost cried over not gettin layed
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