just because she blew him doesn't mean she knows his name.
You should never talk to him again. Unless its you knocking on the door and punching his dick.
Just spiked the bong with a ludens cough drop with hopes it soothes my throat after i rip it.
got blackout drunk at the conference and wandered around Minneapolis with a homeless person until one of the other interns found me...I think I'm ready for adulthood.
I didnt realize how badly my legs were scratched up from power-fucking him in the bushes until kate dumped a bottle of vodka on me. that shit burnedddd
Well, we broke up and instead of putting my shit out on the curb like a normal person, she fucking donated everything to Goodwill. So now I have to pay two dollars for one of my own t shirts.
Back of his car in the Starbucks parking lot WITH HIS APRON STILL ON. Check and Mate.
Holy shit. You won barista bingo AND the Triple Crown in one day.
I guess your brother-in-law will have his day in the sun tonight after you leave. By that, I of course, mean he's gonna suck liquor milk out your sister's tits.
We had sex twice and at Wendy's how dare you diminish that.
Possibly threw up in my purse last night. Still suspicious of of all actions
the night literally screamed "cock and ball torture"
yknow last night was like... the third night in a row alex woke me up to make sure i wasn't dead and tbh it's sorta sweet.
Does having sex in an airport bathroom with a girl you just met at the bar count as the mile high club? ...no?
he was wearing pj pants, thank you for not letting me go home with him
I'll talk to you in a minute. Gotta put my peacocks away
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