He went through and tagged himself on my crotch in all of my facebook pics
Three 40's of Mickeys, is no excuse to be naked at Baskin Robins.
We need to talk in the morning. The guy I was with just interpreted me taking off my earrings as code for "let me take off my pants."
It'd be like medium rare by now.
I love how we're talking about your vagina like it's a piece of meat.
Your ability to be a slut in your nightmare astounds me
Oh my god! She wrote the word ''hi'' in HAIR on the shower wall. What the fuck?!
I dont think yelling "Grab your dicks, time for pics!" helped your case either.
I mean its cheating, but i figure i've made out wiht married chicks before so its like a nicotine patch, quitting by doing less and less each day
he was wearing ninja turtle pajamas and he STILL got laid. who the fuck is this guy?!
If you could smell my eyes you'd understand the whole story
On a scale from 1 to the worst weekend of my life, that was an 11. I can see again, though.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
Either my apartment is haunted or I'm far more drunk than I thought
hey, so i dont know your name. but im guessing we had sex last night. seeing that you're in my phone as "had sex time thursty thursday guy"
We blew shit up to. With a cannon.
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