names aren't important. just tell him all you want is a lil make out sesh and keep it moving.
just prayed to lady gaga in hopes it will help me pass my fashion merchandising final...what is my life?
Then he showed me his sketchbook. Every drawing was a hand in different 'fingering positions'. Dear JESUS.
I found ecstasy taped in my armpit... thank you drunk Marissa.
Drunk in burger king. Having it our way. Free fries. M&m sundaes.
I just found out that I slept with Kate Gosselin's publicist back in June . Brb I have to wash myself endlessly.
He wants to take me instead of his girlfriend to the happiest place on earth... By that He meant Vegas. My morals are just loose enough to think this is a good idea
"Like what guy would respond to 'let's fuck. I've got bagels'??"
I asked to see his balls for medical purposes.
New Serial podcast is out. We can listen to it tonight instead of having sex.
you're now officially the 3000 mile booty call. congrats.
I called him the wrong name all night, yet I still got a ride home from the party and hooked up with the guy. I'm irresistible.
well you did quote socrates while playing beer pong and then proceeded to fall down
I'll bring spiced rum
I am not drinking that devil juice
So what we learned was that it doesn't matter how skinny the stripper is, if she sits on your knee with a torn acl for two hours it's going to swell up
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