im never drinking mad dog again and i have your belt.
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
He won't let me have sex with him, but feels bad if I won't let him get me off. It is the weirdest, best, most confusing pseudo relationship I've been in.
3 girls crying in the bathroom at the bar. Its like a Christmas song
I knew we would be good together when you made me lick jameson off your boob while you screamed along with racks on racks
Carry on my wayward bro, there'll be beer when you get low. lay your neon tank to rest, dont you rage no more.
well I was pissed. first he yelled at me for having my own condoms, then he got mad when they didn't fit him. Dude, I only fuck magnum men.
We'll talk about this tommorrow when I'm not mistaking my fingers for French fries....
It's ok, I like adventure. Just ask my vagina.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
The crooked penis I maybe could have looked past...but no foreplay? Deal breaker.
Ok: all ex-gfs except you from the last 5 years have or are about to have a baby...be on the lookout...
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
Getting high with your mom, but thinking of you!
This is the difference between me and him; he buys you flowers, I buy you a dildo
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