That's intense
I'm at a bar that has girls so awful looking even you would not have sex with them.
Well... I doubt that.
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
My family is watching Intervention and taking notes. I need to leave NOW!
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
my life has come down to walking through campus and wondering if every guy is the random i made out with saturday
It made me think of you cause he just screamed "CAPTAIN PLANET" a lot and kicked people in the balls.
Its a "sake bomb in the bathroom during class" kind of day.
Come get me...we were walking home and she kept yelling "people need to get run over more!" then she just sat down in the middle of the street saying "it just feels right."
She frightens me and turns me on at the same time. She's a keeper
Restraining order pending?
I know it basically makes me the worst feminist ever, but I don't want to kill my own spiders. And I will pay my personal spider hit man with sammiches and unlimited , uninhibited access to my vagina.
Jello shots and homoerotic movie scenes bingo?
He's two decades older than you. Remember how you said you wish you lived in the 70s? HE DID.
Remember when you brought a guy home from the bar... to our parents house.... on thanksgiving eve?
I just named someones junk. I should not be allowed to talk to people.
Randomize
