Pretty sure I only gave out my other # though. You know, 777 777-7777
Hahaha. So was it a Freudian slip, or wishful thinking? ;)
Could be either seeing as you're in my phone as "3rd bar" and I couldn't pick you outta a line up.
someone wrote "the short drunk lives here" on our door. i already have a reputation
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
He paid me to blow him while doing a handstand. Does that make me a whore or just a budding gymnast?
The highlight of my night was definitely explaining the bandaid on my nipple.
You just want to fuck a girl in a dinosaur costume, don't you?
I realised my life had gone downhill since being unemployed when I was making key lime pie on acid at 3am Tuesday morning.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
I just want you and your enormous dick to be my fucking rebound so we can move on with our lives
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
who says I'm not relevant to the kids today? Just had snapchat sex, blows the roof off aim cyber sex
I just matched the dude who's car I rear ended 2 years ago on tinder. I don't think he remembers.
one nice thing about being home: no walks of shame, just drives of shame
Look get the dick out ur mouth and answer the phone
Randomize
