My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
Let's just say he looked at my vagina like it was a rubics cube.
How do you feel about the band name "O'labia Newton John"??
Seriously. Doesn't matter if I went out last night, work is like crafts class w.a side of facebook
You're surprisingly coherent for someone who thinks her couch is breathing.
if the best thing you can say about him is "he probably wont kill me" you may want to rethink hanging out with him
You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
answered a 6 am booty call this morning...you were still in the er so I thought what the hell
btw, whatever u do, dont try and take that towel away from her..i tried, it got ugly..she said some things im sure she regrets.
I took the pregnancy test for shits and giggles, but neither shits nor giggles were had.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
I'm jealous, curious, and aroused. All at the same time.
My job here is done.
I've spent hours masturbating before. It's actually my favorite Sunday activity
Let's be honest, I've seen a decent amount of dicks in my life and very few of them have been worth all the trouble.
You tore a poster off a lamppost and ATE IT. That drunk.
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