Hey, It's Lauren. i wanted to talk to you tonight. I like you, as you know because kyle told you. I was wondering if you liked me too?
Are you in the third fucking grade? Check yes or no.
i'm sleeping with myself tonight because i remember my name and i won't regret it in the morning. sorry.
just won the tropical speedo for $11. i didn't know they sold pussy magnets that cheap
Its about making memories worth repressing
its sad that the first thing i assume is that ur trying to indirectly tell me you fucked on a breakfast table
by asking you if you bought one for the apartment?
we just fucked in the mcds parking lot
wasnt he a virgin
yes we got celebratory milkshakes after
just witnessed some guy trade his friend $5 and a condom for his keys.
These shoes are way too nice for a walk of shame. Its how I keep myself in line.
when i saw his roomate the next night he kept openly referring to me as "the girl who orgasms loud" when he would try to get my attention
I'm not drinking anymore...and by that, I mean until St. Patrick's Day.
I miss living with her. She was the only person who was a bigger train wreck than I am.
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
My heart wants him and my vagina wants him...to have a bigger dick.
Is eating a dinner of fishsticks and gin mean you're failing at adulthood? I'm asking for a friend.
OMG LOOK AT THAT PIECE OF MAN
I haven’t trained for this.
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