I didnt attack him, I heard I threw a chair at him- big difference. And you know Im not a creep so whatever
It was like a Michael Bay sized explosion located in my pussy.
I'm fucking him on the second date. I don't give a fuck what Patti Stanger says.
we're all still whores. we just have a theme song now.
you can't exactly throw up or pass out at the pentagon so i had to pull my shit together
I love how all these freshman girls think that they can wear what they wore last summer... freshman 15 at its skankiest
I'm not going to fuck him in his Honda Fit. That's gay.
I mean I'm not worried about us not getting wasted. I'm more worried that I'll be doing a Boris yeltzen impression by 1030.
I really want to know why half of my kitchen floor is missing.
This escort grabbed my boyfriends ass and it became clear, he fucked pretty much anything he could find prior to dating me.
As if me making pizza in a skillet wasn't enough proof that I was in no state to be cooking, this burn blister on my hand is
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
Is it weird that I'm mad at my boss because he isn't paying me enough attention? Maybe my dad issues are worse than I thought
What doesn't this kid understand that our relationship is not going past the blacked out blowjob I gave him on his birthday?
He fucks strippers and doesn’t have a life plan. Of course I’m going to regret this
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