of course. lets lasso hookers.
my credit card is covered in vodka and bad memories
Two words that describe last night: naked and backflips.
id say I'm a pretty good fuck buddy, i didn't even booty call him on his girlfriends birthday
He puked in the voicemail. That's a true friend right there.
Well we're either getting a bunny or I'm getting you pregnant in about 12 days.
Do you still have "be bumpin" written on your ass in glitter pen? Who brings a glitter pen to a bar? Or pulls there ass out for that matter...
By the way I peed in a mug last night cause you were in the bathroom and im pretty sure it is still in the kitchen.
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
Our nipples touched last night. It was tender.
I fell asleep while eating jimmy johns last night and then woke up at 5am and continued to eat it
I even put my vibrators back in the bedroom instead of the coffee table. If that's not growing up then I don't know what is.
He asked me while we were fishing why the passion was gone when we have sex. It's official...I am the dude in this relationship.
So learned a new trick last night.... Taking body shots from my own tits... Mom would be so proud
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