At the bar. Guy comes up wearing a hollister shirt and says "lets blow this popsicle stand"
You fucking left with him didn't you?!
she sang that "this little piggy song" to my balls. and somehow made it work, with me only having two balls instead of five.
I just made a friends list on fb of all the guys ive hooked up with. genius.
standing in the yard with no pants on waiting for google maps to come and take a picture.
my cup is half full, half full of rum.
hell no. last time, i couldn't pee straight for a week.
Excuse me hold on, hooking up with someone who is verified on twitter is like being important.
Well she got high, deleted the essay she was working on, and then ordered dominos. We all manage stress in different ways.
Preparing for the bar exam has made my whatever disorder you said I have act up again
Just got a snapchat from him that was a video of with the caption "my new apartment" in Brazil. I think we might not be seeing eachother anymore.
Taking care of drunk people fulfills my need to be a mother
I also have bagel bites. I know that's not as big an incentive as the cocksucking but.....
And somehow i feel like your expectations will turn out to be illegal in some way.
We will just distract him with tacos and porn.
Just stopped at a cross walk because the light turned red 3 streets down. I'm way too high.
Randomize
