we've reached the level in our friendship where i don't think he would rape me
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
You kept shouting "Relax and take notes" every time before you would hit the blunt
I drank gravy. I actually drank gravy. This is heaven.
Clothes are such an inconvenience.
Fuck, now I'm not only the other woman, but the pregnant one
she broke up with me and one of her excuses was constant soreness... should I be sad or proud?
youre just mad i got the high score on the breathalyzer
Also I hooked up with a trainer at my gym. Between her, the married chick, and the bartender, my life is becoming a bad porn plot.
He yelled out my full name in bed...I felt like I was being scolded.
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
Carrying your RA back to her room wasn't the conclusion I was expecting for the first thursday back
I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.
Come on, what straight woman, gay man, or bi person HASN'T scrolled through Justin Trudeau pictures after a bad day?
He lit my hand on fire and bought me chicken nuggets. I'm in love.
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