I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
my room smells like sperm. sweet.
Come on, it shouldn't be that hard NOT to suck someone's dick
i love how people use prayer to talk shit about eachother in a 'holy' manner.
great sex! but now the fight over who sleeps on the wet spot starts.
you woulda been proud of me tonight though. i only made out with 2 guys. and in my defense one of them was to get a job after graduation.
Oh please tell me that I'm sleeping in your shower and not the neighbor's again
I've carried my liver for over 24 years. If it can't carry me for the next 24 hours than it deserves to be damaged.
Fuck my life, there's a fry in my vagina.
He told me to come in and have some water before I drove home, my vagina didn't stand a chance escaping. We didn't even make it to the kitchen.
He handed me a temporary tattoo and said cover the hickey up with this
so as he was cumming he sort of growled with one eye squinted... for a moment there I thought I was fucking Popeye
Going to the ER, I'll explain later but apparently drunk me isn't allergic to peanut butter.
I never saw such an emotional argument over yellow vs. spicy mustard.
I spent the entire party sexting people's significant others for them because they were too drunk to do it themselves. I did quite well too. I should start a business
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