I sold my books for weed money!
Finals don't start for a week...
i found you on the dancefloor with your cell phone to your ear saying that you didn't like the music they played at the club so you were going to listen to your own
are any of them hardcore sluts...just absolute worthless human beings? if not the paper wins
I hate about 85% of people that I meet. I'm an awful person. In reality my only redeeming qualities are my face, my amazing scissoring skills and the fact that children love me.
True on all accounts.
In between when I last wrote and now have screwed a Swiss guy on a hostel bathroom floor. Okay, real life?
I woke up and they were watching power rangers in japanese so I just found my bra and left
we superglued breast forms to his chest. those aren't coming off anytime soon.
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
I think the fact that I stole someone's mail and broke my big toe means that I should consider taking some time away from vodka
We broke the bed while I was handcuffed to the headboard and let's just say that was a hard one to explain to the RA
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
I just got home and spray-tanned my boyfriend. That's the side of relationships they don't tell you about...
Today I made my parents proud-spent the afternoon floating around in their pool drinking beer-which I would ask my nephews to get for me out of the fridge
i gave head in a cab last night. get on my level.
Step one: We finally agreed on an au pair that we both wanna fuck.
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