I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
I was walking around outside with a basket of eggs. I feel like little house on the prairie: hungover edition.
You sprayed lysol all over me. You said that my soberness was infecting your night.
At least I look tastefully trashed. My nipples are hidden and I'm standing up.
Her idea of a bathing suit is... well.. she might not actually even know what one is. I've only ever seen her in a pool drunk and fully clothed or attempting to get into a pool but tripping over her pants which are at her ankles. Drunk.
You strapped the bucket of KFC into the carseat and refused to let me drive over 20 miles per hour the whole ride home. That high.
I do NOT want to date a man who has no interest in going to a kangaroo farm
When he swipes my v card it will be comparable to my bat mitzvah. should I make sweatshirts or sweatpants?
Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.
Mom kept me on a leash as a kid, did you know this?
When she went in the beer store I got to hold it.
But lunch with my dad really just means an hour and a half of him telling me how he's disappointed and how he knows I'm on drugs
My ex's new girlfriends ex boyfriend is getting me my nipples pierced for Valentine's Day so who's the real winner here
He's a Republican and an Ohio State fan idk how far this can go.
He went in for a kiss so I shook his hand instead.
Is it normal for a guy to send you a dick pic along with “He misses you”
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