I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
I want to dip my vagina in sugar. Not only will it be sweet, but it will have a nice sparkle.
if you don't let us come over today i'm not taking the second plan b pill. your call.
I seriously need to stop naming my lingerie sets after the boys I wear them for. I seriously just asked mom if she put Brett in the dryer
I'm drinking a margarita out of my 'best bj' trophy and it tastes like victory.
He jacked off on my pillow when he found out I left. It was like coming home and finding that your dog, with separation anxiety, had pooped in your shoes. I think I'm flattered...
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
I just shotgunned a beer alone in the bathroom...what do you expect from me
I did what any insensitive guy would do bought her friends shots and tried to fuck them
He was the one that got away. From my vagina.
It's disgusting. He breathes through his mouth and just sounds fat. Plus he chews all loud and shit.
I'm a girl who met my last three bfs in gay clubs. Think I'm doing something wrong?
How do u ask ur friend if shes keeping her kid but in a chill way
Like I said, all hypothetical...unless, of course, you'd be into that. My heart may skip a beat.
he said he's going to burn things and pack his stuff. he may leave tomorrow supposedly but i doubt it
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