So that's a yes to the cocaine usage and a no to the rollerblading
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
ok, I understand that your bathroom door is broken, but at least close the blinds next time you take a shit. The entire parking garage just watched you.
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
I am more sore today than I was after my car wreck. Take it as a compliment that you bang harder than a semi-truck.
Do you know many girls there are in gay bars waiting for me to do coke off their tits? A lot.
There is a clear recurring theme of me having sex in restrooms that really needs to stops
Let's have sex soon. Just us!! Its sad that I have to specify.
We need to pull ourselves out of this slump. We need dick and lots of it. We are going to fuck our way to happiness.
It feels like I'm breathing out my heart and it spreads through my limbs to my fingertips.
It's all good, I've hated people for lesser reasons than being my ex boyfriend's favorite pro athlete of all time
I sent him a tit pic with the caption, "Mt. Arie and Mt. Hola are ready for expedition." Too nerdy?
Never play truth or dare with a girl who carries a dildo in her purse. I'll never go to a Denny's again.
he showed me his third nipple on the first date. I might have low to no standards, but my god.
When you can't finish your jumbo margarita and figure pouring it into a to go box will suffice... Midnight snack?
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