Ehh boy. FML. she was unattractively large.
Yea...but the guy who is beating me has a ponytail. So actually, I'm the winner here.
i walked toward the cop car thinking it was the liquor store lights nd by that time it was too late to escape the trap
the head trauma was worth the blowjob.
I'd rather make snow angels in a pool of elephant shit.than sleep with him.
And I just had to awkwardly tell 3 police officers that I was having sex and not in any trouble
I solemnly swear I will not get your boyfriend puke in public drunk again
I appear to have wine on my toes. I am really not clear as to how this happened. I'm gonna have a little lie down.
He fingered me in a Waffle House bathroom and then stole a traffic cone. Is this love that I'm feeling?
And then I discovered that while drunk last night I called the NAACP and left an angry voicemail demanding they fix the racism at my school
Like not to be gross, he was eating me out while I was smoking a bowl. It was like a rap video
Just a little. Like do I say "hey I'm the girl that's fucking your son, nice to meet you"
I hate that I will forever be known as the girl who puked on the front lawn. That only happened once.
His mom let me come to his house for a Booty call at 4am. She even cooked us breakfast in the morning and told me im a better moaner than his girlfriend of 4yrs.
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Randomize
