He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
It's going to be great. They guy at the store said 3 shots and you won't be able to feel your face or stop smiling.
I'm trying to decide if I want to bring home my 'beer champion' trophy or my chem books.
there are two kinds of girls in this world: my mom, and sluts.
he said i give him, and i quote, "emotional blue balls"
I'm really debating making a second facebook. Same name only with DRUNK at the end. That way I can keep the guys I only talk to when I'm drunk on that facebook and only go on it when im drunk.
You turned byob into bring your own shit show. Good work.
I will now send you explicit pics of mine and her genetalia bound together forever in the devils dance that is sexting.
It'll be a romanticized airport meeting until I'm judged for sitting on his face in the terminal
I guess I can give it a shot. I usually just get belligerently drunk and go where my penis and feet lead me. No fights or getting too lost, so they seem to be doing a good job
I ran into the kitchen halfway through hooking up cause I forgot I put the cookies on the oven too high. Came back and she was gone but the only thing I could think about was all the extra cookies I could eat now. Got through about 6 before I realized why she left.
Bring me that man meat
"He didn't answer my snap so I know he's arrested"
Found a pic on my phone from last night. You're drunk. Arm wrestling some guy. In the bar bathroom. At a baby changing station. It's my new wallpaper.
Nice girl until she takes off the fake human suit and shows you the flesh eating demon she truly is
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