Had sex with him. My tampon is now in my brain. May need surgery.
i was drunk and our names rhymed...what was i supposed to do?
I enjoyed our heart to heart in the trunk on the way to the stripclub
The waitress bought us a round. She said if anyone could do 52 margarita mondays in a row, it was us.
can we get together and have a vodka water gun fight? i need to get som intense excersise/alcohol
I'm drinking carlo rossi straight from the jug. I don't have any clean cups...how am I still at this point in my life...
I'm tired of stuffing my fat into a slutty costume. Next year let's go as homeless girls. Cute ones. In leggings with camel toe.
you'll be horrified to know he's visiting next weekend
You two are a rollercoaster of sex and silence.
I'm sorry but I have WAY too many sex/ hookup related bruises on visible areas to be going home tmrw
I'm convinced that the Christmas lights in my room contributed to the great sex.
At this point i guess a traditional, non-life-threatening pity fuck is too much to ask for
I'm surprised, it's been so long you must be starving
At a certain point, the zombie-like hunger goes away. Then the sadness sets in. Then you start lying to yourself that you're taking some "me time." Then you remember you dodged chlamydia and Buddha knows what else. Then you're at peace with it.
So, in keeping with the last two years, are we going to watch the new Hobbit movie on acid again? It's kinda starting to feel like a Christmas tradition.
She says the reason I don't talk to her is because I'm "emotionally lazy" what ever that means
She threw her burger out the car window last night. My vegan neighbors were not pleased but I’m pretty sure I saw a for sale sign go up on their lawn so I owe her one.
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