Gentlemen...shes not going to tie her self to the table...
i literally laid in bad for an hour last night thinking of what i'm going to name my cats when i become a cat lady.
there's a wrestler here in a Ferrari//puma hoodie who is telling girls his win//loss record as a pickup line.
She's mad at me cuz I told her having a fuck buddy was too much commitment.
no seriously he was fingering me like he was really really frantically looking for a song on his iPod.
he even offered to make my bed in the morning.
I smell like booze and the valet literally buckled me in, def top 3 walks of shame
It's only been a week and i've already broken my no summer randoms rule twice.
I think our camping neighbours like us. We're the drunk girls trying to chop firewood with no pants on at 3 in the afternoon.
the question is "speedos?" and the answer is "yes".
I woke up at 3am, my head in a toilet, still at the kegger, wearing a random cowboy hat.
He told me he wants to eat me out all day while I lay in bed watching football. Seems like a solid foundation for a relationship to me.
Just got your message from Saturday. Shove all the kittens down your pants? Really?
I was emotionally compromised.
I figured if he was OK cheating on his gf with a guy, he'd be OK with me posting his number to m4m Craigslist Ads
Drunk sperm are not productive sperm.
Randomize
