i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
is it bad that I sent her a picture of my penis on her husbands birthday?
Cant decide who was more of a mess the morning after... me when i passed out in the bathroom stall or you when you sprayed yourself down with hairspray thinking it was sunblock
would he be offended if i told him that "national coming out day" is october 11. thats subtle enough right?
Nobody is here, I still yelled for someone to make me some toast. That my dear is commitment to doing nothing.
He tells me he loves me and I say I just want him for sex, then he looks at me like I just said I hate puppies. What kind of guy is he?
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
wow. there is a man who hates the post office more than me. he is causing a scene, this is a snapshot of elderly me.
Please put me on a plane and hypontize me into forgetting the little bit of last night that I do remember.
Also, if he asks how he's doing orally I can probably ask if we're exchanging Christmas presents?
We were fucking and his phone rang and it was his grandma. He just had a conversation with his grandma while fucking me from behind. Then his dad called and asked him what he wanted from taco bell.
yeah, but I wanna be the girl that makes him realize he's 100% gay
Would it defeat the purpose of a run if I ran to McDonalds?
Somehow I went from sitting in a car upside down to waking up in the grass surounded by paramedics. It was a great night.
Well, you started screaming "I dont know you GO AWAY" to your mom when she was holding your hair as you threw up in her garden.
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