so Brent and I ordered you a drink then realized you don't live here. I drank it.
would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
i wouldn't be half as slutty if there were better things to do.
My drug dealer is spending the weekend in my studio apartment. I feel like I've crossed a line that should never be crossed.
So the dentist told me I couldn't suck on anything. She emphasized ANYthing.
You mailed him a break up letter, because you thought the "joy of receiving a letter" would ease the pain of you dumping him.
Got robbed by knifepoint. Then got sympathy Bj. I might have to walk down Austin ave drunk every weekend
don't pay it forward
I eont pay shit forward. told a stranger to call an abulance and peaced
Also this guy fingered me at the bar and then gave me his card
Our sibling relationship has really blossomed into a wonderful mutual acceptance of sluttyness
We were wearing togas. So having sex was really easy to do without taking any clothes off.
walked into my room this morning clutching two empty bottles of sminoff to find my roommate's ultra conservative parents staring at my posters of naked men. fuck parents weekend.
You and your dick were a topic of high regard tonight
eveytime i go to his house my cute clothes always get taken off what's the point of even wearing them there?
Having a bangable neighbor is going to ruin my booty call game. I refuse to go across town for dick now
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