My phone has seen less use in the last three days than Tom Brady's condoms.
Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
I decided to follow my clitoris instead of my heart.
hooking up with my manager sounds like an even better idea while i'm sober.
I'm getting to the point of going up to a guy and saying "Hi I'm maggie and i can put my foot behind my head"... That desperate.
I blacked out after you got about 8 goldfish out of the tank and put them in your pockets. We're not allowed back. It was a sucky Walmart anyway...
Last time I sleep with a guy with a penchant to fragrance his dick. Every time I sit to pee, I get a whiff of Axe body spray.
He said to use 30 racks as chairs and then drink til we fall thru the box
And then after we fucked he wouldn't stop calling me "champ". It was like I had sex with an extremely attractive soccer coach
He must have found my secret supply of blow and took a bump before we left the house. Rude.
He could of at least asked
I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days and they're covered in franzia
Well, she chose the fuckboy life or the life chose her. Not sure which one but either way I don't need that negativity in my life.
He came on my favorite pants. He is dead to me.
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
I’m not washing my pussy with handsoap.
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