god damn woman. you are like the herpes of drunk texting. you never go away.
if he wont fuck me on the stairamster then i dont think theres much XXX shit going down
obviously he has no clue about college dating. it goes drunken sex then the 1st date
im wtih 32a right now bc 34d is on her period. now i know how girls feel when their hookups go from magnums to regulars
I just used my glow stick from the dance to find my way in the bathroom to puke. Who wants me on their corporate team
I kindof just wanted to go downstairs and let his dad know how good his son was at sex
I'm laying in bed with a case of beer,.. That's how this break up is going..
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
Get you some cowboy.
In that sentence you are the cowboy. That is not saying you should get a cowboy for yourself.
Dude, chad is laying across the room, violently, passionately, pornographicly eating something and I seriously think the 'some thing' is fighting back.
I started dipping tositos in my screwdriver last night
then apparently I went "not bad" and continued
I will have to bone him sometime between now and July so he will move all my shit again
He's only giving you free adderall so you can focus on his dick.
Seriously where are the good guys?
The friend zone.
Also Fuck you Stephen King and Fuck the horse you rode in on, making me cry In front of my coworkers.
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