He kept buying me shots of tequila. I decided to just save myself the half hour of toilet hugging and tell him straight up that I intended on sleeping with him. We got Tacos on the way home with all the money we saved.
Well, I can't relate. I have no idea what it feels like to withhold sex. Or have self-control in general.
My parents just suggested that we tailgate the midnight christmas service. this is my gene pool.
He started to lose his balance halfway through his "commencement speech" at the top of the staircase. The rest is bloody, profanity-laiden history.
We made out while a LIT cigarette dangled out of the side of his mouth. Disturbing or slightly erotic?
whatever. i don't care. i just want to be drunk wrapped in an american flag.
Just ate a whole pizza by myself. Wearing my indian headdress again. its really cool with the french braids. I look like fucking pocahontas or some shit.
I want you to know that the guy who peed in your bed got fat.
they saw the dick pic he sent and started calling him 'subway'
You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it
You never know true fear until you're on your period in a house full of white furniture.
And now you know why we call him Three-Balls Brad
Well the streak is over, I saw a penis today
I took a pregnancy test at Pancheros a bit ago.
She asked what the dent on the hood of my car was from..i think she knows we had sex up there
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