lesson #67 learned in college: a three day old margarita, is still a margarita.
I love sluts.
I end my prayers with that every single night.
Jesus people on campus asked me what i do for joy. I said i love sinning especially pre-marital sex.
I'm taking last night back. It officially didn't happen. Tell your friends.
I told him that he could only go home with me if he didn't talk or tell me his name
morning after pill = breakfast in bed
Fuck him for salsa, please. I heard its a good recipe.
I'm currently day drinking, studying and making corn. Don't tell me what I can't do.
I didn't get a chance to take any pics but the mental snapshot of her boyfriend calling her directly after we finished was a really special moment I wish I could properly share with you.
I was so drugged up it was amazing, I felt like a dinosaur "because I enjoyed spinach, and I got apple juice and only dinosaurs get apple juice" according to me the day of, and last night I felt like a rocket ship
Strip clubs just aren't as fun when a man tries to drunkenly grind on you.
I mean you're asking high Chelsea. I'd sell myself for a rice crispy
You coming to give me head and eat tacos?
sober me is not impressed with the quality of people that drunk me gives our phone number to
im tired of guys just wanting to hook up with me. im like, guys, i know im pretty and i have a slammin bod and i love making out, but cant someone treat me with respect??
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