Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I dont remember anything after Tequila & Apple Juice. May have disovered the recipe for mental bleach.
Passing las posas road. In a world of pain. Im trying to piss in a bottle through the hole in my crotch. I wish i had a bigger dick.
shes on the floor puking and texting simultaneously.
He looked me straight in the eye when he was fingering me last night...it was very serial killer.
Think worst case scenario and then dress sluttier
Tell me you didn't have sex with my dad.
It's sad that your definition of adulthood entails banging your boss after getting hammered at happy hour, and putting the tab on the company credit card.
Woke up with his dick on the side of my face, it's like he passed out mid-mushroom stamp.
I didn't know your ex looked like a male Khloe Kardashian?
Your loyalty to the Redskins reminds me how no matter how much I disappoint you, you will still always be rooting for me.
He has blue eyes of sex and i am powerless against them
Doesn't tell me where my computer chair went but good to know
Yeah. Still not happy that my prof saw a picture of my vag.
Just because I stayed up all night betting on Australian Horse Racing doesn't mean I have a gambling program.
Yea.. And you'll love me a whole lot more when I start letting my vagina make all the decisions..
Randomize
