If i come over, it means nothing
It's like a parade of train wrecks.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
He was like an evil genius with the clitoris. I don't stand a chance.
sitting in my room in a shopping cart. they couldnt get my legs out of the holes. i want breakfast.
I got rejected. By another girl. At a red light. In front of seven shirtless cyclists in the middle of the night. How is that normal?!?
seriously. next time...underwear. I'm not spending any other holiday season wondering if it'll be my last babyless one.
Would it be inappropriate to trade Christmas cookies for sex?
I did something similar high once. I stopped like 30 feet in front of a stop sign because I felt like it was running towards me and I started crying. Got out my car and hugged it and told it not to run away people need it.
Are you high?
The snorkel mask makes that pretty clear
Woke up at 10 with bourbon being shoved down my throat and him yelling, "shot train! Don't be a bitch"
This time last year, you were undressing me from my gecko costume and getting freaky in a public bathroom. Tough to top that New Years Eve.
i don't know man... i just want to listen to John Lennon every time i finish fucking her. is this love?
No. I'm sorry but once your "would go gay for" list exceeds five people, you're bi. Get over it.
Put viagra in his coffee. I did that with Geoff last month and three hours later I had bitten through a throw pillow and gotten a noise complaint from a neighbor
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