Ikea night.
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Insert tab A into swedish slot B
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
So you started off by saying "no homo," but patting his crotch and saying his jeans fit him wonderfully may have overshadowed that.
I'm going to practice throwing things up the the air and catching them between my boobs, because that seems like a cool party trick.
Ya I guess if we compared our actions now with our actions 2 years ago. We are definitely in a constant state of shit showness.
Ugh I hate you, and the responsible adult life I pretend to have during daylight hours
I woke up with what appeared to be LSD in my pocket. Know anything about this?
Hey you're my best friend, I'm sorry I picked my vagina over my heart last night.
Someone just asked me why I drink so much. Im gonna slap a bitch
I'm ready to run through the streets naked yelling "HES ALIVE!"
I'm shaking a cocktail while in bed. Is that bad?
He lured me round with the prospect of sex and then made me proofread his CV and spoon. I fucking hate this guy.
For someone who claims to be straight, she knows a hell of a lot about bi erasure, and one Hayley Kiyoko song too many
I'm not sure what happened. There's a frozen waffle in the floor and he's walking around with a curtain rod and making planes out of bread slices...
I was grinding with girl while I was eating french fries, and she turned around to hook up with me. She ate my fries.
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