I texted him about a book we both like. I was expecting a "ya great book... let's bone" response. It didn't work
I'm glad you talked me out of that flying penis tattoo.
I mean, it really isn't YOUR car until you have sex in it.
I need to stop researching the drugs I do on Wikipedia. The parts about abuse and dependency hit too close to home
well he has a gf so if he picks me up tonight i'll only him finger me
Not even close. I woke up in the bed of Codys truck. Wrapped up in a sleeping bed, using a stuffed alligator as a pillow. And Alex was laying naked beside me. Not to mention I wasn't wearing the clothes I got there in.
I told her she has a very organized vagina; somehow she took offense.
Just used my boobs as a ramp to guide ramen into my mouth.
Oh my God. He stopped counting at 22.. His senior year. I feel the STDs infecting my taint as we speak.
I vaguely remember having a 'grass is greener' conversation about our nipples. Dream or beautiful reality?
Beautiful, beautiful reality
It was darkish out, I was shit faced, and they should have marked the electric fence a little more clearly. The entire wedding reception saw me run full force into it
Yeeeaahhh, I'm in no rush to dismiss a level 6 booty-call that pays my bar tabs and understands my Harry Potter obsession.
Please send pictures of any nice new years ladies you run across in town, as I've forgotten what women look like.
You lost me at unexpected butt stuff. Everything else I would probably do.
you're welcome to come here, except my beds from ikea so it's more unstable than i am
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