I'm sorry that you just had your first misguided homo experience
Tampa is so boring. I'm dying. I want lots of cleavage at my funeral. If i cant get laid, i want my friends to. I'm that kind of person
And he tried to make it as casual as possible by asking where i was going on vacation while he was poundin me.
I made my rape whistle into a roach clip device. FRESHMAN YEAR!
He walked into my room in the middle of the night, whispered something about the patriot act, and took my tv.
he was inside of, then got up said "we don't want you having a baby," grabbed his car keys and left. so now i'm just sitting on his bed, wondering if he's coming back.
I can't tell if I'm getting better at doing my online spanish hw drunk or if my teacher is just grading on creativity. Either way that senoritas gettin an applebees gift card when i graduate.
Someone just knocked jenga into a plate of cake. I'm licking off each piece one by one.
Is this a drinking picnic?
Is there another kind?
I just want to dump glitter on my floor and roll in it like a cat in catnip.
You also once spent an entire hour explaining the origin of the strip steak to me.
Apparently karate chopping the fronts off all the paper towel and soap dispensers in the bathrooms isn't even frowned upon. Like even at the third bar when I fell flat on my back trying to jump kick the last one some guy just helped me up and high fived me. America.
I woke up in the middle of the night on all fours turning circles in my bed! No more patron for me!
highlight of my day: hitchhiking a ride with random locals. tried to make conversation, asked what they do. driver says "you clearly don't recognize me." turns out i have had sex with him and forgot.
You are officially qualified to graduate from college.
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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