i just woke up i smell like fire, i have bruises on both knees and one elbow, i have a lighter and nip of smirnoff blueberry in my bed, rug burn on one hip and about 12 pics of you and me on my camera-this needs to stop happening
yea ive got to shower which is going to be painful given the skin burns from the blowup obstacle course races last night
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
I've come to realize time passes slowest when I'm sitting in class, waiting for microwavable foods, working out, & giving head.
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
Resolution for 2011: blow jobs are a privilege, not a right.
Call me next time you want to get irresponsibly drunk when we have grown up things to do the next day.
You better not fucking die before we have sex while you blow fire. I'm serious. Don't mess up my sexual bucket list.
The fact that me being able to walk down stairs is an accomplishment in my books pretty much explains how I am
It's not even 11, i dropped a shot glass, nick is bleeding, and everyone is drunk
Omg my butt feels so much better. Those suppositories are magic. It feels like Jesus fingered me in my sleep.
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
I need to go home for the safety of everyone in a 10 mile radius, especially me
went to class still drunk this morning and my professor made the class give me a round of applause and said, "see people, THIS is inspirational... if she can make it to class in this condition there is no excuse not to show up!"
What. The. Fuck.
You'll have to be more specific. I do a lot of "what the fuck" kind of stuff
he was just sitting there in his underwear... and his chewbacca mask...
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