To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
It was just so hard to get through Conan without crying like a baby. I'm just so proud of him.
I don't know what I could have possibly done in a past life to deserve watching my boyfriend projectile vomit margaritas and probs blood while completely naked.
I feel like a bad episode of csi trying to figure everyone's DNA that's in me
so I think I'm done having sex with her, she's way too crazy
what about the blowjobs for adderall?
no those are still okay
I just made a milkshake without a blender... thats determination
We're official. Living with your boyfriend sounds so much better than fucking your roommate.
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
he told her he was actually impressed that she had fucked more people in this house than the four dudes living in it.
Do you know of any good hiding spots in the Atlanta area?
I told myself I'd stop after three shots of fireball. Haha HA hA.
I woke up and my backpack was empty. He used me for sex, and back to school supplies.
its 3am and I'm taking a bubble bath, this is what taking a day off work at 30 looks like
she was puking nonstop out of the car window in the rain during our hour long drive back, we got lot of honks
But truly, sorry about your empty vagina
Thanks boo.
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