Do you ever creep on the girls you have banged and wondered how their walk of shame went?
Please explain to me what this has to do with my fantasy to fuck larry king?
I was so high last night. I wrote a poem about my salt shaker
How did you steal an entire pie?
I don't know. It's in my purse.
I left puerto rico a week ago and my vagina still smells like coconut.
What are you doing? Did I punch you in the face last night?
This taco party has no tacos, just a hot asian guy in booty shorts. We were lied to.
It's like a squid of pain has attached to my head and it spreading it's whorey tentacles all over.
After being his wingman last night, I've decided I will never talk about becoming a lesbian ever again. Picking up chicks is way too hard.
Well, I tried to shit into my refrigerator. It was a rough night.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I tried to put my heels in the coat check
Bring me a cialis. .. I feel like having a super dick today
It was an interesting experience to have sex while there was a triathlon going on right outside my bedroom window because it sounded like everyone is cheering for you in bed.
How supportive!
he told me his feelings for me AFTER sex, so that means he meant it right?
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