I won't be sarcastic... just naked
You seemed more interested in the queso dip than you were in the hand job
Don't know how I even got in. I pulled my id out and threw it at the bouncer, and he just picked it up, checked it, and let me in.
It was a cry at the bar alone type of night, served with a side of passing out facedown in my nachos.
I'm sitting in Starbucks, waiting for direction in my life, or it to be 8 p.m. Whatever comes first.
So because I'm off tomorrow that means your dick could be in my mouth majority of that time
Preparing for the bar exam has made my whatever disorder you said I have act up again
I think if wine wasn't a thing I'd give up on life.
The album on my phone containing gross pictures to send when boys ask for nudes is now substantially larger than my normal photo album. Because I send one every night
I don't remember anything but bad decisions last night
Nothing like introducing yourself to your high school boyfriend's wife as "the girl who took his virginity"
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
You’re like one of those doomsday preppers, but for your vagina
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
tell me about the fingering
Randomize
