I just needed to know whether or not to wear panties to work tomorrow.
He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
after drinking 6 jumbo margaritas he then proceeded to tell the entire restaurant that he was going to "bust a load in me" when we got home....how do you think the rest of my night went?
i have received so many congratulations texts this morning. sleeping with him really was a good decision.
sitting on my lesbian neighbors couch, sexting, & eating a burrito.. that single
after that, he'll be sure to remember me. i'll probably forget him, but that's the way it should be.
It's called the eyeliner-blowjob correlation, read a science book bro
Can we pretty pretty please go to Mardi Gras tomorrow? I promise I'll be a good girl and not puke in a pledges car
I'm at the local community college pretending to be a substitute for a computer applications class
i knew it was love when she pulled a beer out from between her boobs and offered it to me
College has done two things for me. Given me the confidence to blow my nose in public and shit in public
I woke up with what appeared to be LSD in my pocket. Know anything about this?
We went from him going down on me to swapping baby pictures of our moms.
He said it was the classiest hand job he ever had because my nails were painted red. We need to go to nicer bars from now on.
She just texted me saying "come over and eat me out, my vagina smells like honey glazed ham." I know I shouldn't be, but i'm just so curious.
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