So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
you're drinking in the law library????
...not a bad idea....
probably not a good idea either.
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
he asked if he could put his cape on while he was still inside me.
I made him breakfast and we cuddled on the couch watching march of the penguins, which is, in case you were unaware, the opposite of fucking on a pool table
You obviously dont comprehend the level of insane i operate at
I consider myself an expert at getting drunk and embarrassing people at weddings.
Our sex has gotten so much better since we broke up.
You used the best tools you had at your disposal.
Slutty, slutty tools.
so my mom thinks I'm picking you up just to go buy you liquor before you go back to school tomorrow...
I'm ashamed that your mom thinks I haven't already taken care of that.
You put your name in his phone but not your number then screamed "Open the door!" and jumped out of the car
One day soon I'll learn the difference between a good high and way too high. Today is not the day.
I'm wearing a sports bra. Of course I'm not getting laid tonight.
Should I rub the neighbors amazon package in the dog shit they left on the front steps?
Can I make sure all my sluttiness goes to you when I die? You're the only person I know who'll make use of it
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