After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
im sorry, I just can't fuck a guy who can't receive picture messages
security doesn't like it when we pee on cars. or maybe just not theirs?
At one point in time, he cried and said I didn't appreciate him.
Just know I'm having fun but I still have my motor functions.
The best part about living in a college town is the annual rush of senior girls who want to get in their lesbian experiment before they graduate.
I asked him to make me two boxes of macaroni and cheese. That's like eight servings. How did I think that was an okay amount.
I'll bring your "congrats on finally banging" cookies tomorrow, I'm exhausted.
Getting robbed by hookers is def a right of passage in a mans life
I might go to an NA meeting just to fuck that boy in the bathroom.
He sent me a dick pic. I am fighting the urge to send him a "sorry for your loss" card.
I had fresh baked oatmeal cookies, tacos AND was on deck to give a stellar blow job. You'd think that'd be a win/win/win situation.
That's the 3rd guy I've made pass out from a bj. I may have super powers.
Does this cleavage amount say, “Fuck it, I’m over dating, let’s just fuck?”
Just discovered I was so fucked up last night I called in sick to work... TWICE
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