How is it that I am at a camp, full of beautiful ladies and I still haven’t been laid yet..
It's a little bit hard to get laid when your every move is being watched by people that are paid to make sure you don't have fun.
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How is it that I am at a camp, full of beautiful ladies and I still haven’t been laid yet..
It's a little bit hard to get laid when your every move is being watched by people that are paid to make sure you don't have fun.
So, you’re going to have sex with the creepy counselor..?
If no one else will, duh.
You go have fun with that.
I will! I'm gonna do the girl with the bad mixtape, the creepy counselor.
Fuck the New Years Kiss, who wants New Years sex?
Tequila Mockingbird | Dandy
"The nineties didn’t have that bad of music, but the shit they were playing. It was probably one of the councilers homemade CD’s. There surely won’t be any bumping and grinding to that." Candy shook her head, as small chuckles escaped her lips. She ran a hand through her blonde locks, crossing her legs. "Hopefully the bottle gets chilled fast, I’ve never heard of the ‘stick it in the sink with cold water’ method." The female teased.
"The nineties had bad music but they resisted from this nonsense." She said with a laugh. She laguhed even harder as she thought about it. "It's probably the counselor's mixtape. Trying to see if they can slip it to a producer if a bunch of bad girls like it. Boy are they going to be disappointed." She smiled. She stuck her tongue out at her and chuckled quietly. "We have limited options, Shirley Temple. I'm just doing what I can!"
Blowin down | Raisy
"I’m not a miracle worker. I just have a lot of experience," Raina smirked at the girl following in her shadow. She dug her hand into her bag, fumbling around for her key. "Ah-ha!" Her perfectly manicured fingers clutched the key and raised the metal to her lips for a quick victory kiss. "Always over prepare. Always," Raina looked Daisy in the eyes before inserting the key and finally opening her room.
"You sneak things around a lot?" She asked, following after her and watching as she got her key out. She snorted quietly at the dramatics that Raina displayed as she pressed a kiss to the key. Daisy really had nothing to say so she just gave her a heavily amused smile and quirked an eyebrow at her. "Sounds like you went to one of those camps for survivalists."
I’m just happy they’re not making us forage around in the fucking woods or some shit, and catch our own dinner.
Are you trying to tell me that you aren't in the mood for Squirrel soup?
Tequila Mockingbird | Dandy
Candy nodded, and did as the other instructed. The female was often one to do things on a random impulse, and as she stated before loved excitement — and frankly, that party was probably the opposite of that. Once she had put the bottle into the sink filled with the chilly water, she ambled back into Daisy’s room. “I love Vodka, this is gonna’ make everything ten times better.” She beamed, sitting down on a nearby comfortable chair.
Daisy laughed and locked her bedroom door. It was mainly to keep the other girls out and slow down security when they tried to break in. "Seriously. I'm pretty sure they made the foos terrible to try and get us out of the habit of parties." Daisy laughed and flopped comfortably onto her own bed. She wasn't sure she had a roommate and certainly hadn't met her yet. "The music was straight from 1999. I guess they didn't want any bumping and grinding."
Blowin down | Raisy
"You must be a miracle worker if you managed to get it in." Daisy commented, flipping her light blonde hair over her shoulder. She was rather impressed by Raina and her abilities of sneaking. "I thought it was a joke, me coming here. I didn't evem bring most of the things I'd usually bring. Much less had time to sneak."
Tequila Mockingbird | Dandy
Without the hardcore supervision that they had been receiving since they had arrived, it was pretty easy for Daisy to slip into her room and grab the half gallon of vodka. She'd planned to mooch off of people, but Candy seemed like a good person to break the seal with. She scurried back to the bathroom and quietly shut the door, slipping five inch high heels off of her feet. "It should be goos. It was like two hundred dollars." Daisy said, holding the bottle out to her. "Fill the sink with cold water and put it in. No ice bucket here."
Mind dashing back to my room with me? My hoodie’s still packed away in my suitcase.
Sounds perfect to me.
God, don’t even start. I’m already on the verge of puking just by looking at this food.
Oh come on, it smells so yum. Try my Rockin Raccon Burger!
Thank God, should we go together or would that be too suspicious?
We'll go into the bathroom, which isn't that suspicious. I'll go to my room and grab it.
Alright, alright. Let’s ditch and light this blunt already.
Yes ma'am!
Hell yeah, but let’s try not to get caught. Do you have anything in your bags?
I do. It's tucked in one of the inseams of my bag. I didn't plan on breaking it out, but desperate times.
I think the scarier thing about that is that we don’t know if they won’t serve it.
Fresh Tree Squirrel Bacon. Rockin Raccoon Burger.