Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
Well he's not a stripper, so we're already doing better than my last date.
If I sleep with another Spanish guy it is officially renamed my senor year.
I'm getting flash backs of last night. They're coming in song form.
When I get home we should play "let's see how many Christmas movies we can watch before we start having sex."
im suggesting it to him. and by suggesting i mean we're not having sex again unless im wearing high heels
think of it as grooming, as if he is my Kate Middleton and I'm grooming him to be a presentable princess
You know what would make this walk of shame even better? Picking up my cap n gown on the way to my car
I really shouldn't have to tell you to stop banging your lightsaber on everything while we are in college.
I just remembered that you tried to trade me for a glass of wine
This place is full of unfortunate mustaches.
Thinking about licking your asshole. And hugs and stuff too I guess.
Oh no. Did we do a blood oath again?!
8 minutes into the New Year and and I've already sent a nude...new year, new me?
I just had to ask my drug dealer to "keep it simple for me". Is this a new low?
We've done worse things
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