So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
he was persistant. I supposedly owe him a bj from high school.
chatroulette drinking game turned into a foursome.
His ankle bracelet went off in the middle of sex. That makes a girl reevaluate her life...
I got pulled into the conversation by "she sleeps with everybody" then "she" involved sleeping with "cocks the size of a viva burrito"
Running into your random closeted hookup from last night is really awkward when you have to sit next to him and his girlfriend in a 200 person class.
He sent me a snapchat of himself growing a double chin. I think we're past the stage where there's any risk of us sleeping together. Ever.
for me, it's working out the tricky timing of the Viagra and nightly laxative.
I need an IV, a new head, and stronger morals.
Wikipedia just saved you three hours and $30 on a bar tab. You should donate.
$5. Donated.
I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely
Bill says he deeply regrets the incident with the soda bottle
And by "I love him" I mean "I want his tongue down my throat.
No but seriously. Just had a guy lean over and sniff my head like it was a freshly baked pie
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