Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
so looking at the guys i've dated i feel my vag is a halfway house
she went to pee and i could hear her singing "Drip Drip Drop LIttle April Showers" from Bambi through the door.
At what number of girls whose last names are stored in your phone book as drinking establishments does it become excessive?
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
I haven't shaved in at least a week, he said "obviously neither one of us was prepared for this"
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
We're the only two others left at work. My internal monologue is going: TAKE ME. TAKE ME NOWW. ON THE COUNTER. IN FRONT OF THE MANAGER. JUST TAKE MEEE
He drives a BMW. I have to fuck him. Girl Code Rule #26.
I mean we had sex in a crib. You tell me how my night was.
He showed up in a dinosaur costume bearing a tray of cupcakes. He even let me hold his tail. I'm marrying this guy.
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope its not too awkward that your dad and your boyfriend are the same age.
I let my daddy issue flag fly free last night.
Now I'm ashamed that I wore a bra
Also I’m on 3%. Just Incase.. I miss you and I love you and you’re my everything and I’m getting drunk.
Randomize
