love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
we better have passed that bar exam - i dont want to have to drink like this again
We've only been driving for two hours and I'm already down 3 vicodin...I'm not going to survive this family vacation.
I think I should just go up to him and say, "before I invest time in this could I just take a look at your penis?"
deryk tried to steal your screen door and i think sam and brent are duct taping lauren to the diving board.
He's gotta be able to drive a truck, make me mac n cheese and give me the best orgasms. That's my perfect man
On second thought, is it weird that I scheduled a surgery that determines my fertility around lingerie football night? I might have fucked up priorities.
Absolutely not. I would have done the exact same thing.
When you left the bar, you did two cartwheels and a heel click and RAN ALL THE WAY HOME.
You're finding a boat, I'm going to sleep with a guy that lives above a bar and has 24 hour access. We are really nailing this adulting thing
I'm sitting in Madison square park surrounded by children thanking god I took emergency contraception
I feel like that xmas present negates everything we were taught as little girls. Putting out DOES pay. God bless us everyone
Welp, no use in crying over spilt milk. I can't unbang her.
Nothin much, just sipping warm franzia from a plastic valentines wine glass while wrapped in my Mexican blanket listening to sappy country songs and mourning my lack of a love life. Hbu?
Guess whose grandma smokes weed?
Randomize
