I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
Just told the nurse I wouldn't get on the scale. Told her to write FAT.
Lost is over, my longest committed relationship is coming to an end.
And then he used the flashlight app to illuminate me giving him head. Thanks IPhone
He likes Jesus. Game over.
Oooh wait, he just told me he was high.
Woke up next to my bed in a pile of skittles, sleeping on a pair of sweatpants. I can't believe the girl didn't stick around..
A girl pulled up next to me at a stoplight just now, looked around for a second, and then changed her top, bra and all, before the light turned green. New. Hero.
I ate 12 cupcakes in less than 24 hours, so no judgement here.
I was only out of town for 1 week. His cell records show he texted 63 ex-gfs and hookups while I was gone. And 10 condoms are missing.
Gym?
Sweet baby Jebus, no. I'm Motley Crue hungover. This must be how it feels to rail a line of ants.
July fourth my place, drunken bubble slip n slide. Yes this is happening and yes I am 31
It's only slutty if you don't have his number. Unless there's a full moon. Then anything goes.
I haven't felt more like a college student than when I woke up this morning naked with my sociology textbook in front of me and my bong in my left hand.
Most people that see those numbers aren't going to realize what they mean and those that do will think 'oh those must be her favorite hockey players' and not 'oh she wants to see those hockey players fuck each other'.
I’m tired of his bullshit and premature ejaculation. I’m going to hotel bars and finding a guy who is DTF
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