I'll let you put expensive food in me, but really, not much else.
Im dancing with my grandma to Low right now at the wedding. There's no coming back from this.
I'm so bored, I can only pretend that this truck is a spaceship for so long.
I just bought a CD. I feel like a traitor to my generation.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
I keep reminding myself that my vagina isn't a homeless shelter.
I'll be honest with you, my dick was out at that point in time.
Im done having sex . he ruined it for me after he said " can we use my penis as a shovel ?"
I'm in a bed full of sand, and also just took my contacts out. Whatever happened yesterday was great, I think.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
It got heated then she just left and I was all alone in the women's restroom.
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
You popped the Plan B pill then clapped twice, said "mischief managed" and headed tward the bar.
I was a plus one at an intervention for a person I didn't know.
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
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