Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
At least my shower head will respect me in the morning.
So for Valentine's Day...I finally swallowed. I feel like I earned that steak.
I cant even remember his name or what he looked like. all I remember is what the tattoo on his forearm looked like.
well, he kindof looked like a walmart greeter. I tried to stop you
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
I just found a wine bottle in my shower. Must have been a good night.
It was an "I snuck in through the window at 5am with my underwear in my pocket" kind of night.
she comes in perfect pitch. hook up with more singers.
He yelled at me to keep it in my pants and I replied with I will fuck your roommate as much as I please. Oops
I just wrote my resume on the same park bench I got felt up at in freshman year of highschool... I've truly come full circle
I just made a dick pic collage. Let me just tell you,there is no comparison to the latest!
Just a little. Like do I say "hey I'm the girl that's fucking your son, nice to meet you"
I walked in on a circlejerk after punching that guy out. Instant karma.
We could just stay sober.
No! We tried that once.
It sucked.
It's done, I'm done, goodbye veneer of class and dignity it was nice knowing you
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