thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
What can i say im a girl who smells like weiners.
I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
he was persistant. I supposedly owe him a bj from high school.
Lowest moment of my life just occurred. I literally threw up all over myself in front of my parents.
Apparently I was so drunk I threw my entire wallet at the stripper on stage. That was the third time I should've gotten kicked out.
Dude, you sent that text at 9:44 AM. Who thinks of drugs that early?
The number of times I've puked in the Walgreens bathroom is becoming way too many for my pride.
He asked if he could pull one of my teeth "to remember me by"
The most humiliating part was that I farted while he was tasing me.
The cop asked you after the breathalyzer what you think you blew and you very discreetly shouted "I'm pretty sure i blew Kyle on the way here "
I peed sitting down because I knew standing was a lost cause
It probably would have happened but I just can't picture myself losing my virginity while laying on top of his Quiksilver duvet set.
He was chasing Ciroc shots with sips of Captain Morgan... he didn't make it to midnight
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