my mom walked in on me smoking weed alone, listening to the eagles, and just staring at the river. she totally knew.
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'm just saying, margarita tuesday would turn anyone gay.
Shes sitting on the front porch puking in to the pumpkin she just carved...in the rain. I guess pumpkin spice tequila shots wasnt our best idea.
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
I was too drunk to remember throwing up so i probably didn't learn my lesson
woke up to find i out made out with his roommate before hooking up with him. breakfast was awkward to say the least
Nothing $200 worth of strippers and spicy fried chicken couldn't fix.
Right now you and beer are my only friends.
I don't know what she looks like but I'm pretty sure she has a pussy.
We took a walk on the beach after the bar, he held my hand and kissed me. And then I peed under a lifeguard stand. It was so romantic.
I just need a fucking pair of pants. Is that too much to ask for?
Is it bad I use my AA meeting to hookup with guys?
I just gave a fucking twenty minute blowiob.. I'm a GOOD girlfriend.
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