Hindsight: maybe I should have included a few transitional texts in between talking about your son and my need to have sex. Do over?
I accidentally screamed the wrong name last night. He stopped for a second, said "fuck it, you're too hot to care," and then continued fucking me.
Still in Rome. Hooked up with frat boy from SoCal that's studying abroad. He said he was 1/8 italian. I'll take it.
I ended up on the roof were calling it a tie
Hangover Status: I've been bedridden longer than that kid from The Secret Garden. It's not looking good.
It's now 8:05 on a Wednesday night and I'm already going home with my bra in my purse.
his basement wasnt heated so when i asked for a hoodie someone gave me a kimono.. i passed bc who the fuck knows where that shit has been recently
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
Sockward: that moment during sexytimes when you realize your socks are still on and you have no idea how to remove them in a non-awkward fashion.
I totally straight up jacked your pants. I am so sorry.
He was the only one not on Xanax so he holds the key to what actually happened last night
I will forever remember this as The Great Jalepeno Cock Burn of 2014.
We had sex and then stood naked in his living room eating zucchini bread.
One more sleep until playoffs, Canucks are back this year, you bet your ass I'm going to uphold the tradition of being the 90 lb girl that fights every hairy ass Bruins fan at BWW.
whoa whoa whoa, you're saying I shouldn't post pics of you balls deep in a southern hottie?
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