It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
And we started making out. She asked me to pick a number between 1 and 10. I said 6. She took me to her room. A few minutes later I wasnt a virgin. DUDE I WAS GOING TO SAY 2.
If I had a motorized wheelchair, I'd just chase the squirrels on campus all day.
Fat spanish girl grinding against air conditioner. ive seen everything now
NASCAR RACE 2010 NO REGRETZZZ!!!
It is literally 8 in the morning.
she drove 3 hrs one way just to sleep with me. I felt bad complaining about paying for condoms.
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
Can we go out and do something semi fancy soon? I feel like wearing a dress and pretending to be an adult.
Fun thought: I realized the thing I miss most about him is dixie kong's double trouble on his super Nintendo. It's possible that I don't have a soul.
We fucked on a kid's slide, my vagina is singing praises of being used
I told my manager I was trying to conserve my energy for date night/Sexual Olympics later. That's legit for another break, right?
But of course I'm in. After all, what fun would the holidays be without trying to find the perfect gift to impress someone you've never met, but need the approval of??
My hookup from last weekend apparently got arrested today... his roommate just tagged me on facebook asking for bail money.
the cop asked if i was drunk and i responded with "breathalize me, cap'n". incidentally, he was a captain and i blew a .13.
Because talking after sexting is equivalent to cuddling after sex
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