I am at a 420 party and i just told a girl "hey, less not getting donuts, more getting donuts"(1-855): and did she get any doughnuts?
No. I am devastated
he just flicked a booger into my mouth and shouted "goaaaal!"
you don't remember? you called me at 330 crying because you were in the middle of having sex with corey and forgot his name. all you kept saying was i'm a drunk bitch.
What happened on tuesday that a stripper knows my full name?
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
By the third Id pass back i figured the bouncer had fucked one of us.
I used that money i stole from the stripper last night to pay for my date tonight.
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
I feel like I've asked you "are you okay?" one too many times in the last 48 hours. You're hopeless.
I just scored a new eye doctor and a date all in one email. BOOM!
They started shooting fireworks out of a dryer. It was my cue to leave.
he's so hot I'd consider breaking the whole, "till death do us part," agreement he's currently in
You know more about his cock specs than his childhood. Proud of you
all I remember is them saying he had a big dick and the next thing I know I’m leaving with him
i have to pee so bad and he is sleeping and idk where the bathroom or my clothes are!!!
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