I am in shape. i keep telling you that.
Round is not "in shape," it's "a shape."
but i am gonna have to have sex w/ him again to get my earrings back
um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
we were so high last night we were cutting bread with my iphone
I woke up at 2 pm to my roommate checking my pulse.
I went from a chick that didn't like to have sex to one that can't get enough of it. I can't believe I'm going to say this but at 27 I think I need a happy medium
is it still called a breakup if its your friends boyfriend that you have stopped sleeping with?
She pointed at me and told her friend, I'm going to fuck him, its going to be really loud, so yes, i need the whole basement.
I briefly wondered why they weren't in school, but after the tinier one shouted "check out dem titties!" I had my answer
was just hit on by a homeless lesbian. forever alone.
I prob couldn't even get his attention if I had a dick growing out of my forehead
Oddly enough I feel totally fine now. Clonazapam and red bull the breakfast of champions.
I can't remember the last time I saw a penis in person that I didn't see a million times on text first
I invited him to my hotel room via snapchat. I'm one hell of a classy bitch
Your vagina must be outstanding or have a secret entrance to Narnia if someone is will to fly from Texas for one night of it.
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