Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I woke up in a strange girl's bed and rifled through her mail to get her name.
he was playing drums on rock band as i poured bailey's into his mouth. tell me that's not a bonding moment.
does it still count as break up sex if it's 4 months later? sorry i'm just looking for an excuse to fuck him.
you two really need to work out your issues. my vagina can't handle another week of your pent up frustrations.
I need a gatorade, my back cracked, my crimper, my shot glass, a sock of rice and an explanation.
You did this to yourself.
This santa hat i wore to the bar, served it's dual purpose as a vomit bag.
Just headbutted a photographer. This convention just got really interesting.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
Not a clue. But I did find out that his penis has a British accent.
I JUST LIKE FLANNEL, NOT VAGINAS! OK?
I walked out in my coconut bra, and that's when it all went downhill.
Although can we find me a starter dick? I don't want security showing up again. That was awkward.
You literally just told me you're ditching me because of pizza. PIZZA? Wow.
What's with guys asking if I wanna "kick it" like I'm some fucking 19 year old
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