Actually, all he talks about is how great the sex is with her and how crappy you were at it. Stop being a bitch and gossiping masking it as self-righteousness.
we were making out and he got up to change his pants. I wonder what would happen if i took my shirt off.
Just because you're using the Hipstamatic app for your nude photo taking, it doesn't make your drunken blowjob pics any classier.
He completely dissapeared at the baseball game. We found him passed out at the hotel three hours later with souviner photos of himself at the top of the Sears Tower.
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
who knew i was capable of sobriety and human-like emotions all in the same night?
I brought some guy back to have cheese whiz with me. Then sent him home
Was he satisfied?
No, and very vocal about it.
I tried to sit on a barstool last night...it was an open trashcan.
You're either a hooker or Beyonce. Beyonce is abnormally good at doing everything in heels
I feel so much better about my break up knowing that he's having his 26th birthday at Rollar kingdom\n
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
who the fuck is meatball and why is he telling you to nap on the bar
The only thing he told me before he passed out was that he is from Buffalo and I'm a bitch.
I forgot to respond before, I was apologizing for confusing sex with secret Santa.
I’m never getting home or fucked or eating hot Taco Bell fml
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