her name was charlotte except you kept calling her chatroulette and yelling at her to show you her boobs
I feel like a need a fire hose to wash off what I did last night
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
Look you found him on craigslist. You should be happy that he at least HAS a normal looking dick.
Just found out my 21st birthday is on a Wednesday. The possibilities are cheap, as well as endless.
Hardly remember what he looks like and the man has seen me passed out spread eagle. I begin this journey with such a disadvantage.
You may genuinely find a use for the siphon. But the bag of human hair is less likely.
Idk. The last coherent text said something about $25 & dimes. And then...it's just letters...
Let me get this straight, you're telling me to lower my standards? Even though last week you told me I don't have any..?
I faked more orgasms with him then ever should be allowed for someone this pretty.
There was a huge crash. I came out of my room to find you sprawled out at the bottom of the stairs in your bra and panties. You looked at me, yelled 'WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE' and then ran back into his room.
girl pulled up to the stop sign, got out, threw up all over my hood said happy thanksgiving then drove off
Doing a small happy dance cause my cocaine successfully went through airport security
We will just distract him with tacos and porn.
Upstairs definitely just had sex while I wrote you love poetry. That was a fun experience 🤷🏻♀️
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