I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
is it bad if i hope guys are like edward cullen and can read my mind. i could be a whore in disguise.
college drinking is stealing all my money, thank god planned parenthood is somewhat free
just found my old 10th grade stash of beer in a shoebox. guess who's getting trashed tonight
Walked into a liquor store bleeding. That kind of night.
Honestly, it's not that easy picking a Saturday night outfit that can translate to Palm Sunday mass. Priorities.
Less talking, more tequila
I don't know... But I do think this is probably the longest series of texts we've written discussing your cock. David was right, it is a brave new world. Also, slow day at work again?
A surprise thumb up the ass and I'm wide awake. She was right, no need for caffine pills I could fight ninjas now.
He's trying to marry me, when is the appropriate time to tell him my real name and that Dallas is a completely fictitious slutty alter ego? I need the advice of someone with morals.
I mean, who doesn't have an ex involved with bath salts?
I just found my lube on the ground next to my bed. I would pay money to find out what the fuck happened that night.
I just want a relatively mentally stable guy with tattoos and facial hair that loves Captain America as much as I do and will fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked, is that too much to ask for?
A stripper set a mans ass on fire... the club smelled like burning ass and boxers.
We still on for Manwhore Monday?
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