Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
My Higher Power is John Stamos
We need to talk in the morning. The guy I was with just interpreted me taking off my earrings as code for "let me take off my pants."
Pants on the Ground is the theme song of my life
his dick is like his red hair, amazing but useless
Her brother was practicing the clarinet....it was like having sex in a starbucks
please just be careful, i just switched my facebook status to "in a relationship", i would look really pathetic if i had to change it back to "single" already
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
Apparently I yelled "no stop it" in my sleep last night when he tried to cuddle with me.
Oops, guess its official. I just use him for sex.
returning from a 6am booty call in 2 feet of snow on a Tuesday is a bold new kind of low for me
I need to wash the frat house off of me
Death by dick. An honorable death. Put a picture of his dick in the photo collage at my funeral.
WELL I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE TO COME SO HARD YOU HAVE AN ASTHMA ATTACK BUT HERE I AM
He’s actually a personal trainer. He said he hasn’t taught yoga in a while but the stripper prefers to introduce him as a yoga teacher
Just hit on a girl with the line, "You look like Natalie Portman if she did drugs". Strike 1
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