before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
if only i could text you this smell
Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
drunk doesnt even begin to explain it. he said he was going to get playing cards from the lobby and came back 20 minutes later with a full set of sheets.
I just sent a friend request to someone saying that i was the girl he shared a fifth of jager with last week. Thats something special. He better accept.
As a female I reserve the right to put my ipod in my cleavage because I have no pockets and not get judged by other girls right??
Seriously this night has "go home now before you cry, puke or scream on someone" written all over it.
All i know if I'm throwing uo into a bag with a smiley facE on it right now and this is not a smileuy face time right nowe
My judgement was not "clouded". My judgement was in the midst of a fucking hurricane or something ridiculous.
I looked up while we were having sex to see him covering my pillow pet's eyes with his free hand. I think I'm in love
Listening to Whitney Houston sing the National Anthem while I shit before going out tonight. America.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
i need to start buying Plan B in bulk and leaving them at the door. I'm really sick of walking to CVS with my one-nighters
But seriously, I love having sex with you and simultaneously know I never wanna date you.
you don't need to worry about using proper grammar if you're asking for the size of his dick.
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