my phone is just a graveyard for last nights mistakes. at least it's giving me hints as to where i was though, i'm like carmen sandiego
so i was just informed that i sang that song "pop that pussy ayyy pop that pussy" at the halloween party saturday. iembarrassing.
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
He asked if I was on the pill, apparently I just downed my glass of beer and winked at him...
i've hooked up with him and three of his roommates and not a single one of them knows about it..think its safe to say i found the silver lining in a boys inability to communicate
I don't care if we have to swim home from the bar, Im not gonna sit home in the dark and read some fucking book
I wonder when walk of shame thursdays in the rain will finally make me stop drinking.
Hate to say it and even though I definitely have a biased opinion but I'm surprised your not, sleeping with anyone else. Good personality, charisma and amazing in the sack.
Feel free to use me as a reference.
Until this weekend, a man hadn't made me orgasm since the night Obama was elected. Now THAT is change I can believe in.
The things i do for you...I put all those condoms on a bed, complete with girl, and you sleep in the bathroom
i dont remember how or why, but i now have 3 coupons for a free BJ from Anise stapled to my right arm.
Any idea why the fuck i would replace all the music on my ipod with the fucking Goosebumps theme song?!?
Apparently drunk you is really nostalgic?
Seriously I'm not after your cock. It's a nice bonus, like finding $20 in the dryer, but not the reason I hang out with you.
MY MOM WALKED IN WHILE I WAS EATING THEM OUT AND STARTED ASKING US ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY EPISODE WE WERE WATCHING EARLIER
He held my hair while I gave him a blow job. Now that's teamwork.
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