things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
IS FOOTBALL GONNA SUCK HIS DICK? NO, IT IS NOT
I don't want to smoke with her when she's on adderall. She carved her pumpkin for four hours & didn't say a word.
Lost my credit card. M has a bottle of blood in her pocket from a hobo.
I wanted to be mature but the vodka was resilient.
He never broke character while fucking me on the neighbor's lawn. I give him a 10 for his dedication to the British accent.
Babies are disgusting. I held one once. Then I washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out with wine.
when I went into his room, he was sleeping on his stomach, almost as if to silently say, "you're not touching my dick tonight".
If you're mature enough to fuck him you're mature enough to tell him you don't want a relationship come on
Roommate charged out of his room in pajamas yelling "MAKE IT RAIN" and just threw $4,000 in fifties onto my head. My Friday night.
Still fucking the ballerina?
She can put her legs behind her head.
Enough said
I told him to not try to hang out with me ever again and now I regret it Bc im bleeding through my uterus and just want him to suck on my aching nipples
is caitlin alive?
ya she's alive she's watching a movie
ok remind her she drank toilet water then.
Gotta go, there’s a chick at my door that wants to give me head
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