Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
fine then we can just have courtesy sex i definetly won't like it
Getting blown during the Cavs game doesn't make it any less depressing.
I noticed how good my hair still looked. Apparently rum and coke in it helps it stay curly thru sex. May be using this more often.
why does my status of facebook already read REHAB 2011
And i didn't ask you to do that, You showed your penis at your own free will.
I'm applying temporary tattoos with green beer, this is the life.
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
Well if all fails we can always become surrogate mothers. I hear that pays well.
So are we just not going to talk about the time I came home to you jerking it in the kitchen?
we just talked about our morning and what we were doing for the day and he handed me the addies and i took $50 out of my bra in front of a bunch of frat guys. so the mornings going really well
MILK DIDN'T HELP. IT'S NOT HELPING
Still fucking the ballerina?
She can put her legs behind her head.
Enough said
We are bad people. This is why we are friends. <3
I'm too picky for internet dating and by picky I mean psycho.
Randomize
