No, a stripper letting you buy her dinner is not the same as a girlfriend.
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
How was the bike ride?
Nope. High in the basement. Fruit cups.
I THREW AWAY MY VIBRATOR BECAUSE IT INTIMIDATED HIM. WORST. DECISION. EVER
I'll have my hookups make my March Madness picks. Win my bracket, win my heart. That's how it works right?
As he walked by me and gave me his dreamy smile full of dimples all i could think was 'I gave you chlamydia'.
Plan B, arranged marriage to a rich Indian, is rapidly becoming Plan A. Fuck Finals.
I'm not the type to go to a guys house...in your case his boat...and sleep with them..I mean I have in the past but I'm trying to be more serious and grown up
i am no longer ashamed when i walk into the dining hall for sunday brunch and i'm greeted with applause for suriving my weekend
On the way to have sex with my ex's roommate... I have hit a new low
Vagina status: the swelling is going down.
You mentioned his name and i threw up a little.
so i'm with my friends driving on the highway and just saw a guy in the car next to us sucking on a dildo. can't make this shit up.
Just FYI: if you happen to notice a liquid of some sort on my kitchen counter with an interesting color/ texture, don't taste it
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