I sat a few seats down and one row behind a cute girl at the Cubs game today. Having watched her talk to the guy next to her, I found out only her name and age. I then used that information and pieced it together with over 500 girls on Facebook with the same name. I found the same girl, and we're now fbook friends.
if being a creepy fuck was an olympic sport, they'd think you were using performance enhancing drugs...
I'm sorry, but you without makeup is like christmas without presents.
I plan on offering nudes to any guy that wants to give me notes from the past five weeks of class
I have realized now that neither the top nor bottom of a bunk bed is safe for sex....
She tried to lure me back to her house by saying she had "real" pizza.
Yeah. I've decided no relationship can survive me shoving my boobs in the guys face
he told me he was a Boston Bruins fan so I took his hat into the bathroom and peed in it...I've never been a prouder Ranger fan
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
Alive.
So much puke
He literally took a shit in my bathroom and then broke up with me.
You have no idea the kind of bodily contortions I had to do to access your neighbor's WIFI
Leave it to me and my dad to puke on the same guy at the same bar 25 years apart
Your normalization of crazy is frightening.
We sexted for four hours straight. Is this really what my life has come to?
By the time we got to McDonald's you were sharing a Big Mac with a stripper.
Randomize
