I saw his package. It spoke to me.
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
I'm afraid my bank account can't handle syllabus week.
I feel like im in a tornado of daylight savings, tequila and death
I can't wait to get all this Makers out of my shoe.
my cabbie only has one arm...this can't be safe
I have some memory of taking a dump in a guitar case.
What should I wear?
Uhhhhh...idk? it's a gay bar
I found something that says "i'm here to party, but not fuck guys."
P.S. The slutty NASCAR driver costume will be saved and used year round for role play.
Almost bit the guy's hand who sits in front of me because he was stretching. That. Bored.
Maybe you can hide out somewhere she would never go. Like a counseling center or AA
He is dating a girl who is on the Olympic shooting team...I've never been so scared to hit on a guy with a girlfriend in my entire life.
I just used a thesaurus to write a sext...
Which one have i been cheating ON and which one have i been cheating WITH if i met them the same night & have been dividing time equally?
Btw I puked in your glovebox
Randomize
