I even made an effort to dress like a conservative young lady who doesnt black out and throw up in her bed regularly today.
hey girl hope you're alright, you hit that tree really hard. have a good night.
We're at that point in our relationship where sweatpants sex has become acceptable...
he's hot he just has too much baggage, and has really fucking skinny ankles which freaks me out
you aren't having sex with his ankles, As long as knee caps and above are good, i'd go for it
I was expecting it to be of the "I am your vagina's reckoning" caliber.
My taste buds are fucked up, everything tastes like fire after last night.
I thought I was pretty much sober now but then I realized I've been eating scrambled eggs with my hands...
I got drunk and slept with the guy who looks like Jesus.
Typical.
Plus he stuck it in when you were sleeping which would have been the tipping point for me but you art school kids are all liberal and shit
I would have publicly shamed him but I'm pretty sure his tramp stamp did that on its own...
if anyone knows where my shirt is please let me know and if you know why I don't have my own shirt please also let me know. also do any of you know why I'm missing a bra wire?
The cup holder in my recliner holds a whole bottle of wine. That's definitely a sign.
Next time I will hook the Xbox before I get high I spent 30minuts thinking I was playing the Simpsons game when it was in reality a tv episode
EVEN AFTER ALL THAT COMPLAINING... STILL NO PENIS
I looked into her soul, didn't I?
You eye-fucked her soul.
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