That's the secret to virgins: blizzards.
I will make out with the first guy who tries to pick me up with a lyric from a rap song. I won't even reply, just be on him like whoa.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
In chronological order you drank, sang, smoked, napped, threw up, cried, laughed, described your pubic area, passed out. You have abused the privilege to use me as your D.D.
I dont even remember coming home... All my stuff is strewn randomly around my apartment... And I woke up at 5 sitting propped up in my bed with just my arm in a shirt
I think we should bring back the casual nipple tassel
In that case, I'll try 2 find a date. But my options are AA friends or fuck buddies.
Adulthood is making your own puke bucket.
He was so energetic. It was like screwing a bunny.
Happy Father's Day to the first man I called Daddy while cumming.
So we were fooling around last night and suddenly Like A Virgin popped up on his itunes
OMG haha What did he say?
He told me that if I laughed, I would have to leave.
Why did I wake up naked with a leg cramp and and extra $550 in my wallet?
New life goal: Sex in a parking lot surrounded by a circle of fire.
There is sex in the air. Be careful where you walk.
Can we skype so I'm not drinking alone?
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