we fucked to don't stop believing. most epic sex EVER.
I don't know. I guess at the end of the day I wanted taco bell more than a boyfriend.
Totally get that.
I just need to know if he's either really genuine about being in my life or being in my vagina.
That would explain his violent outburst while watching barefoot contessa...
Next guy we share better have a little more dignity than that
When I like her vacation photos, it really means "Im sleeping with your boyfriend." wonder if she will make the connection.
On the back of that comment, I've formed a theory that as a result of my brainwashing your drunk self actually believes that beards are your calling.
More cowboy butts than you can shake a stick at, oh joy.
I am his drunk Jesus. I will love him from afar because he's my little lamb
Getting your clit pierced is not something you want to trust to a crazy girl with an ice cube, some vodka, and a sewing needle. Trust me. I learned that the hard way.
I'm gonna be the best dressed mother fucker to ever get kicked out of that damn bar.
I feel like I should acknowledge that I see you as a human and not a ragdoll sex object
That's why my New Years resolution was no more blondes. They're all bad news
Haha we both slept with guys named Brad born on may 1st. This is a proud day for sisters.
Ever get that feeling that you're the back up booty call and half way through securing the fake date excuse to try to get in your pants, the guy hears back from the original booty call and drops the conversation with no explanation?
Randomize
