We walked because you started screaming when you finally realized he wasn't Ben Bailey and it wasn't the Cash Cab.
And now we have yet another reason to never travel to Detroit
wait one more day. tuesday is my official "i hit on you and/or we hooked up this weekend" friend request day.
i love that you felt the need to clarify that you don't actually have drugs in your vagina.
Yes, that was me on the jumbo tron. No, i don't know why i was hiding.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
We're having a serious conversation and I just responded to something he said with an emoticon. I am so baked.
I woke up this morning with a wristband and I thought I went to the hospital last night I actually went ice skating instead
Right, well, that begs the question of where did you get the whip, why are you using it, and why don't you carry one around more often?
I'm drunk at 3:28
I'm jealous as shit at 3:34
I just realized in a weird reversed way I hustled a stripper last night
He's easy on the eyes, light on his feet, and rough in bed...what more could a girl ask for in a rebound?
where did we go last night? there's dollar bills all over my room & they're all wet.
Someone fucked a stripper in their rental car, there is goddamn glitter everywhere.
I wore my old cheerleading uniform.. He came before I even touched his dick. Should I be irritated, or flattered?
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