I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
is not sure whether or not everyone at the club last night calling me a-easy is a good thing?
STOP fucking him and come play in the snow with us!
If I had known I was gonna take my tights off and throw them over the balcony I would have shaved my legs.
Checked out the free sonogram van on campus and got a free DVD of my sweet food baby.
Nope it's him. He's whispering to himself and buying asparagus.
Im shirtless eating a burrito. How urgent is this?
I think theres a high possibility i could be flammable.
Nothing like a 3am firealarm to kick a booty call out...
No. Mother. Fucking. Jello shots. Just no. I'm not falling into that trap again.
So I've been spending my morning trying to figure out if there's a corealation between Wednesday margarita night and the boat that's now in my living room.
I'm not even the least bit surprised that I whored myself out for tiramisu
My sensibilities as a lady demand we cuddle on the couch, and THEN have loud, raunchy sex. Idk, what do you want to do?
Well this guy just went into a detailed lecture about how rinos are developing into unicorns.. It's gonna be a good night.
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