Her cooch smelled like a combination of bacon and sweat.
Get dressed up for her? please, I could shit my pants and she would still blow me
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
best googles of the semester: toe fucking, purpose of two nostrils, human tail. with pictures
just ate frosted cheerios in coffee with some marshmellows. the college diet begins
dont get me wrong, i like when a guy is into my boobs but when he started saying mama i want milk let me suck, i gathered my shit together and bounced.
I made popcorn. Partly so the room doesn't smell like sex, and partly to apologize for the things you saw when you walked in...
How creepy of a mustache can you grow by wednesday night?
Im not spending 10 to get hit on by potential transexuals even if they are cuter than most of the girls I dated.
Ive made peace with the fact that i will accomplish nothing except liver damage today
I just tried to text you by typing "whoa" into my contacts.
I owe you a thank you for last night. Only you could go up to a guy, ask if he likes my boobs, and return later to find us in a full on dance floor makeout sesh. Well played.
4 girls from the bar, me, strip basketball. here. NOW
Tomorrow, you will get a text, and it will bE spelled right, that's me yo, certify ya soon
Let's buy some Wrangler jeans and be real live men.
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