piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
drunk doesn't even begin to explain it. dude called him and said to bring you back because he'd already called dibs.
He spent the whole night convincing me I wasn't fat, but after we had sex he said "Oh, I see what you mean"
it was really bad. he went around saying "I want you inside of me" to everyone.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
just got booed by the entire restaurant.
I know it's not standard practice to meet the couple you donate to, but i'm curious as to what kind of people saw my picture and said, we want that girl's eggs
I could end up kidnapped. Or worse, the night will be really awkward.
She ditched her BF in the library to come see me wasted at a house party and i still ended up banging that rugby chick instead.
next time we drink: battle shots.
battle shots or battle shits? if its the first, explain. if its the second I think I figured it out.
Kurt said to text you and encourage you to come out tonight. Encourage you with my rack.
I woke up to see that I had ripped my boxers into a loin cloth because we were watching last of the mohicans
I almost went home with him but then my hydroxycut fell out of my purse at the bar and I ran away
That's what I love about being a lesbian. My roommate's boyfriend watched her finger me and then he made me pancakes in the morning. AND THEN HE LEFT.
OMG also, I'm sorry I tased you a lil
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