I just spent the night with a bunch of indian guys and i wasn't attracted to a single one. Yeah i've officially become an anti-indian indian.
According to my dad, my tongue ring makes people assume I give a lot of blow jobs because, as stated by him "that's what it's for"
drunk making out is the fucking beeeest. specially when it's your exboyfriend
I wonder if you'll be as excited about this as you are now tomorrow morning.
i lost my airplane ticket and tried to board with a bar receipt in all the confusion. i have officially lost all brain cells in college.
Pretty much gone. He was in the backseat and kept whispering that his "toes felt like pigtails"
My three rules on what I'm wearing tonight. Something short, something see through, and something i had sex in.
He is just a personification of a vodka hangover.
Yes. Sex with questionable women, and made of potatoes.
What's the standard Christmas present for six months of booty calls?
Mobile recharge?
Should I go sleeveless of strapless?
Hmmm, it doesn't matter. You're gonna be topless by the end of it.
Ugh. The fucking vaginal recession is so real right now.
Not many people can say they've been photo bombed by an antelope. I sure did.
Im so glad I make morally wrong decisions. It's like the best worst thing I've ever done.
I'm beginning to think shitting his pants is just a normal thing for him.
She's nice. But even when I am with her I am thinking of her mom, literally the hottest woman on earth.
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
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