today was the first day of rush. talking to girls all day makes me sick of having a uterus.
I love the moment a guy admits defeat against the front clasping bra.
how do i word it so it doesnt sound like im asking him if he has ever been in jail.
we banged on the home plate. i wasnt even aware of the significance of where we were until afterwards hahaha
I told her she can't come to our bonfire because she throws up on herself & she has a mustache. And now apparently I'm a bitch or something.
OMG bikini contest at the bar. You can see this one chicks scar from her c-section and I'm pretty sure she is the best of the bunch.
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
I was thinking that, but I'm not sure the proper etiquette on asking about someone's nipple rings. Even if you did see them and compliment them once.
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
Cant really say how it happened but i woke up in the middle of the night and somehow pissed all over connors dad
He took initiative. Dragged me into the kitchen and did me on the stove....while it was on! And then we made nachos.
The more I piece together last night the more I want to vomit it out of my brain.
We literally solved our fight using cat pictures on Instagram. True love.
a homeless man let us know that my friend was asleep in the bushes outside my house on main street. So just a small get together.
But I put cranberries and apples in my wine so it's festive drinking not suicidal drinking
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