I want 2 things right now, you or a cig
cig
jackpot. dress really slutty so he knows you mean business
every time I worry about a career mistake, I remember Michelle Pfeiffer did Grease 2.
you made them have somersault races with you thru the lobby..
I just want you to know if you wake up tomorrow morning and wreak of mustard, I was not involved.
I just saw someone EAT a flashcard out of frustration. Finals suck.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
Nope if you can't be there for me emotionally, then my vagina can't be there for you physically. That's my rule.
And then I cried about the Cubs for a half hour. If my dignity hadn't already been lost by that point in the night, it sure as hell was then.
My fall semester strategy is to submit my papers with a nude selfie
You've got post-grad studies written all over you
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.
Grandma's bordering on serious shit show territory at this point.
It's barely past noon, how am I already talking about double penetration
I refuse to fake an orgasm. If I'm dating him, he better work for that shit.
Did I ever tell you what happened that night after he ran you over?
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