You are still hot in my book. I wanna dry hump u like a 9th grader then hump for real when the herpes is gone.
sooo i think when i get back from rothbury i should probably take a pregnancy test
but you would be showing by now. i'd just save the money and wait for a large crap in 6 months that starts crying. then you'll know.
and everytime i fart i feel like in your heart, you can hear it
getting caught by my parents in bed with another guy was way easier coming out than telling them over dinner like I had planned.
After the concert, I paid a cab to drive me around the city so I could shout "dc highfive!" at everyone who passed for an hour and a half.
I have to bobbypin his pubes for us to have sex. The other day he wanted me to braid them.
After 3 dates I think I'm failing at painting the "sweet guy with a future" picture and more painting the "this is the guy to call when you've run out of options and want to get fucked in half drunk to forget about it" picture.
Sorry if this is weird, but please don't have sex in my truck. I get to be the first...
Drunk. But sober enough to know I hate gymnastics.
You were dancing with a coffee pot of rum in one hand and a joint in the other. So that should explain everything.
I was going to say I needed the exercise but now all I can think about is BJs
My work here is done
If you don't see me at the bar tomorrow night, I was most likely captured by the communists.
I need a job that does not involve working with people who wear animal costumes when they get fucked.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
I slept with six men with different nationalities this week. Who says I'm not a woman of culture?
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