Running into every girl no one would hook up with here at rick's. Typical.
you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
better to have posed nude and lost than to never have posed nude at all...thats what i always say
Of course I was flustered, I had a lot of penis in my face.
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
On the bright side his mom approves of me. Though it's apparently because she sleeps with married men and has a soft spot for "fellow homewreckers"
There's something odd about buying beer for the first time while wearing my school sweater from kindergarten, but I don't mind.
Empowerment dancing to Touch Me in the Morning by Diana Ross. Handling this breakup SO well.
I might come over. Something about you makes me matronly and I have this urge to nurse you back to health with soup and a blowjob
Or stump rather since he's possibly large. Large penises don't have tips, just blunt ends of battering rams.
He awkwardly handed me plan b on Pickens Street... it was like a sketchy drug deal.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
I woke up with a bunch of jolly ranchers and an eight ball in my purse. Successful
i asked her if she was sure that she was ready to do it and she replied with "come at me bro"
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