I met a girl last nite that charged by the inch. i didnt have enough money but i figured shed be a good deal for u
were not allowed back there because i puked on the waitresses foot while trying to order another round. for myself.
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
So i forgot that my head is completely wrapped in gauze, and tried to do the "come hither" look. He think's i'm brain damaged
it's only monday and im already failing all my classes. i give up. tequila tuesday is my only friend.
No. I just want to cuddle and talk about our feeling. Of course this a booty call.
Is it sad that I have better conversations with his roommate before or after sex than I do with him in general?
When I tell my children how I survived hurricane Sandy I'll probably leave out the threesome
He is sitting on the foor in the soup aisle saying "to each their own soup"
i just honestly didn't believe you when you said your brother was a fucking clown. ho shit you weren't kidding.
At the end of the night i was really thirsty and tied to a bedpost
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
Its guy fieris flavor town of suffering™
If by whore you mean UPGRADE....then yes I am
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