I seriously love my fucking boobs. They are so boobs.
i took an adderall last night to write a paper. i ended up watching 7 hours of roseanne and couldn't look away
Someone just uploaded pictures on facebook of you making out with random girls. I'm telling you because I'm assuming you don't remember anything, but the 236 pictures in the album should give you a good clue.
He poured all of the vodka into the sweet tea and said that tomorrow it would be called 'surprise drunk.' then we had sex.
they just named my boobs. Lefty is "Guenevere" and Righty is "I claim this boob for America"
There's gotta be a happy medium between the guys who only want to sleep with me and the ones that respect me too much to try to sleep with me.
Would it be bad if I bought her bread, meat, cheese, and stuff as her christmas present so she can make me a sandwich?
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
And then after we fucked he wouldn't stop calling me "champ". It was like I had sex with an extremely attractive soccer coach
I was full on naked standing in his room and I just said "this isn't me" and left.
Did this whole conversation happen while you were shitting?
I see myself subsisting on tequila for the next several days.
I’m pretty sure I have teeth marks on my neck
When we started the night I was in zebra wedges & she was in my black boots... I woke up wearing pink flip flops & the mirror on my rental is fuxked up. Wtf happened last night?
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