That was a long time ago. She needed the money.
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
a girl in my class is on a twilight fan site and running her fingers on the screen as edwards body comes up.
Cumming on a girls face is guy code for you're not wife material.
I think I just found part of a tooth on my bed... What goes on in here?
If he thought that flying across an ocean to visit me in London constituted sex, he thought wrong.
I took us ten minutes to realize the shower sex going upstairs was the reason the kitchen ceiling was flooding.
apparently the last bar didn't like my halloween costume with syringes filled with whiskey
My public calorie counter app is pretty much just a cry for help.
If you've never been partying there before, take Shae with you. Drunk Shae is like a GPS. She found us the only bottle shop still open at four, a pot dealer, and told us all which subway to take to get home. She'd never been to Madrid before. It was awesome.
There are two women in my bed. I'm gonna have a bowl of noodles so I can better understand my success.
went to their party, left halfway through to fuck a pledge, came back to keep drinking. I think everyone won.
Sooooooo Your wife and your girlfriend are making cat noises at one another via text
These morning walks of shame have became my morning jogs
I woke up with my winter coat on, next to a polaroid of me, her and a swan...so no I don't remember our conversation.
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