This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
I would blow Magic Johnson for a pack of lucky strikes right now. Post-hiv.
im not picky. i just want someone whod go down on me while im writing my psych midterm paper. thats not a lot to ask.
I just saw someone EAT a flashcard out of frustration. Finals suck.
After the Patriots lost I punched him in the face. But I still feel like that isn't a good reason to dump me.
I just took my birth control with a water bottle I found in my purse with vodka in it in Spanish class. 10am is still too early for me.
I'm going out w/ her for her b-day in a bit. I just talked to one of her drunk friends on the phone who asked if I could "handle 7 lesbian." This could be interesting.
No way. Every time you have sex with him you'll end up staring into those eagle eyes and stop mid-orgasm.
The bar has bullet holes in the ceiling, and the country singer had been playing drunken weezer covers. A man just bought me a beer on the grounds that I 'have his back' in a fist fight with a stranger texan. And, yes, the bartender is wearing a sherif's badge
I'm pretty sure my lung is caught on my rib. And I can't feel the left side of my face. Best. Sex. Ever.
I had one glass of wine then passed out for 4 hours. It's like I'm having a quarter-life crisis.
Just accidentally flashed my junk to the lady helping me try on suits, it was cold in there, I don't think she was impressed.
Noo not in a booty call way, in a 'How are your abs and penis doing today?' sort of way.
You were laying next to me in bed at 4:30 a.m. I asked if you were drunk and you said you weren't drunk you were buzzed like a bumblebee. Then kept rambling on about having to call out of work.
How does it make you feel that I can't control my vagina around you?
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