I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
It must be a full moon weekend. All of my weird booty calls are coming out of the woodwork. I spent 40 minutes on the phone last night telling one why he is so creepy.
Theyr drawing diagrams to try to explain to me how high they are
just realized we made a drinking game to how many times they say "hakuna matata" in the lion king last night... hello sophomore year.
I don't see why you're so upset, it's not like you were wearing pants either.
I just feel like a little gay dolphin in a massive sea
I left my bra and a book at his place. He's a hot Scandinavian who is into physics and computers - had to step up my game.
Also this guy fingered me at the bar and then gave me his card
I saw the attitude and didn't even try. Line of the night from one guy who talked with them for a while said, "I don't meet you standards. I have a job and would treat you well." She was blank faced.
You should never be more than a quarter of a mile from a working toilet
Preach!
He texted his hospitalized grandma while inside me, so really a perfect gentleman.
If last night was a preview of 2015, I quit.
I just need some breakup sex yanno like filthy wish fulfilling breakup sex to make me forget what I never had
YAS. BRING CRAB.
Just so u know, "come here buckey" has no effect on ur cat, but "hey fucker you wanna get high or what?" will cause him to run from the other room knocking shit over. We smoked outta the gravity bong, then he went and ate.
Randomize
