then he goes, "ok, i have to go talk to the girl i'm semi-talking to/dating and see if i'm in trouble" WHAT IS MY LIFE?!
Ana's brother is visiting for the wknd. He came back to our place last night drunk to find me passed out naked it in the shower with the water still running. I was still drunk. We decided it was a good idea to have sex and sleep on the bathroom floor. Woke up this morning spooning and using my towel as a pillow.
i just bought plan b at the bus station. happy holidays and welcome to a new level of white trashiness.
This weekend has taught me that sometimes, being buried under a mattress is the safest place in the room.
Dude, I think shitting blood should be a cause for concern not celebration that you had a great night.
Haha! I've never met his girlfriend, so my main focus will be not saying,"you're the only person in this room that doesn't know what my vagina feels like."
I applaud your efforts, but I have to say it was the bear we encountered that ultimately shut down the entire operation
Nope if you can't be there for me emotionally, then my vagina can't be there for you physically. That's my rule.
You can fuck me but I'm keeping my parka on.
I can't believe i just offerred a guy a burrito and head, and got turned down. Officially celibate now.
Of course i made out w him. He was painted green. You know of my secret longing for the Hulk.
The important thing is that she is gone, presumably back to the depths of hell from whence she came.
Get here now. I need a drinking buddy. I don't care if you're in a different timezone, it'll be five o clock here faster.
She started crying, nearly punched a guy, started smoking multiple cigarets backwards and broke the slide on her bong. Why do I always end up babysitting the crazy ones?
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
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