i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
girl! he was asleep with his back to me.he farted and i actually felt the wind blow across my leg.nice
woke up naked, spooning with wine bottle.. and my video chat was still open. fuck, not again.
i keep myself tagged when other girls look bad/ugly so i look better
I did a mental Irish jig when he pulled out the second condom.
even my farts smell like vagina
i failed horribly. studying for that final was as pointless as Vinnie is to Jersey Shore
apparently you can't crawl through the drive-thru window
IM PICKING UP BLOW FOR US STOP WHINING ABOUT SEX
I just want you to sit on my face and to tell you you're pretty. Most girls would leap at this opportunity.
He bought me Ben & Jerrys and then apologized for the fact that he was going to fall asleep before we could have sex
No. My vagina is not the scapegoat for your poor decisions.
Me too. We could do it like prostitutes. No kissing on the mouth.
We should just do therapy together, clearly we have all the same issues. It's why we are friends.
I don't know how a coffee date turned into road head. But hey
Randomize
