i threw up in his kitchen sink and then used a measuring cup to drink water because i couldn't find a clean glass. i just threw up down the stairs. it's gonna be a long walk home.
this is two weekends in a row I've been the pantsless girl at the party. I love my social life.
sexting on a treadmill. speed 9.0 beat that slut!
We've had the 'life would be so much better if we were both lesbians' conversation too much for that to be okay.
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
Being at this bar with grandma is a real cockblocker
We left an ass print on the piano.
Since i didn't have a condom I told him to use jump ship method, I think I was overly invested in my sailor costume this year.
Confidence is key. All I had to tell him is I'm drinking a bottle of wine and eating chocolate today to celebrate that I love myself. That's how you get a Valentine, my friend.
he sent me a pic of his dick and balls out with sunglasses over them like a face. i was at dinner.
do you still have it? i kinda want to see.
Like an undercooked grilled cheese that got cold again. But hairy.
And there goes my desire for sandwiches. Forever.
Im wearing a bra. Made of paint.
Can I join you for some emotional "Post: The Ohio State University's first lose in football after a 24 game winning streak" sex?
all night she kept rolling over and mumbling something about wanting an extendable retractable urethra.
He wants to buy me a wedding ring and pretend to be married to someone else when we fuck. It actually makes me wet thinking about it.
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