How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
So he flipped me over and suddenly went limp then told me he was thinking about his ex.
so you punched his junk, right?
i get tired of guys telling me there married or they have a girlfriend. they act like it concerns or matters to me
Umm you don't wanna know how many "I'm sorry for calling you last night" fb wallposts I just had to write...
I have Retrograde Ejaculation as a side effect from one of my meds. Is this a respectable form of birth control?
Also, that dude projectile vomiting all over the living room was the perfect distraction for me to swipe the booze and run.
If I'm going to start compromising my butthole it's going to be for much better drugs than a ventolin
Did you fuck him in my garden last night?
That WOULD explain the dirt in my vagina
I think I'm crying more because after all these years he never learned to spell you or use a comma properly from me
Remind me to tell you how I've been deaf since Sunday at 1245
You were so drunk you coat checked your shoe... Not even both of them. Just one shoe.
If Plan B had a rewards card I would have earned so many free tote bags by now
dude, she has my telletubby sweats and my good sweatshirt hostage, I can't risk their safety with a breakup
I'm trying to behave my vagina this week so I can at least pretend I'm honoring the sanctity of marriage
This toilet bowl is my home.
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