So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I had a talk with my mom about respecting myself and not acting like a whore so she will rip my nose ring out if she somehow sees that picture
he said my vag tasted like ravioli n pennies... i forgot I was on my period
you left him a drunk voicemail of you singing speechless by lady gaga balling your eyes out
the worst part is we had a camera rolling
Did his mom notice it when she saw u guys?
Yes.
I have to watch that.
If we get out of this alive, I'm never going to a Denny's at 3 am again.
Between the booze, mechanical bulls, and penis's I think my body hates it when I'm single
How bad is it I'm looking at his cock while waiting to see my therapist?
If I ever look like I'm about to have a repeat of last night, hit me. Just smack me as hard as you can.
you threw me on the ground pryed my purse out of my hands screaming " I JUST WANNA HOLD IT A LITTLE BIT". later i found you putting on my lip gloss.
Like I'm getting finger banged and my family is making cookies in the kitchen. Talk about terrifying
Hey, sorry for threatening to teabag your mom to death last night
Not a problem, sailor. I speak both autocorrect and typo.
He told me I smelled like peanut butter, pepperoni, and pure unbrieldled passion.
He’s really fucking cute. Like, I want his penis in my mouth cute.
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