I'm fucking him on the second date. I don't give a fuck what Patti Stanger says.
On this egg donor form, it asks "In the past 5 years, have you had sex for drugs or money?" It only gives a yes or no option and no place to explain myself. What do I do?
You are the patron saint of my drinking problem.
I found a picture of my kindergarten class. Now you can see whose peer pressure I succumbed to.
All I'm saying is that whoever owned the wheelchair clearly didn't need it or they wouldn't have been able to leave it there
I put a toilet paper roll with my number on it by his face... hooking up is not happening
nope, if she's going to skank it up with ginge-a-saurus douche she deserves the silent treatment.
I just threw out a whole Christmas ham, 12 positive pregnancy tests, 3 empty vodka bottles and by ex boyfriends Latina porn collection in the same garbage bag. The homeless person who goes through the bins tonight knows I have nothing left to loose.
I don't like him near enough to give up day drinking AND my prostitute costume
I'm to the point that I've had the revelation that its physically impossible for my arms to be attached to my torso.
I'm shotgunning a 12 pack at a bus stop. This is why we pay the rent with an auto withdrawal at the beginning of the month
Why are there so many fucking Lambchop puppets hidden around my house?!
I watch one musical on Netflix, and the "Suggested for you" section is literally almost the entire gay movie category. I feel profiled, and netflixs' accuracy about my sexuality is both impressive and offensive.
I know it sounds cheesy, but i think both me and her mum know they are "thanks for being so cool about finding nudes of your daughter on the camera" flowers
My boobs are too perky to pay that much for a car
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