I mean, she is a dancer for the Suns. If I didnt fuck her that would just be bad team spirit.
Sorry for talking about super scientific shit so much last night, I know it bugs you sometimes when I don't shut up.
What? You sat on the couch for a solid 2 hours staring at your fingerprints and the only word that came out of your mouth was "how"
they have a walk of shame score keeper on their fridge. I marked my tally for him on my way out..
Ps if we're still living vicariously through each other, you had sex on a beach last night
As I was driving her home she congratulated each and every deer we saw for making it through the first day of dear season.
I woke up in his bed wearing nothing but my underwear and it was on backwards and my entire body is too sore to move...
Im glad someone is finally more of a drunken slut than I am.
I just passed a drug test. I want to shout that from the top of a mountain. Can we have beers on the top of a mountain?
I am literally the only girl who can black out and wake up pantsless and STILL be 99% sure I didn't get any.
I fucking, woke up on a couch with a towel as a blanket to someones lion king ringtone.
If you're wearing dry underwear your day is already better than mine.
Okay. So my choices are the sleeping Guy who looks about twelve and a man that looks like he was the original sandman. Im gonna need a beer for this......
How interesting! I'm adding this to my list of things to discuss with you between fucks.
It's accurate though. I am legitimately passionate about pickles. I crave pickles the same way I crave sex. It is a deep rooted animalistic need
Get ready tonight we are going to get drunk and pierce my nipples
I could see the visible disappointment when she saw my penis
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