You're completely useless in the revolution.
There's just this way he looks at me that makes me want to suck his soul out through his dick.
Pretty sure I saw a dude across the room give this girl the international hand gesture for "I'm going to fist you later", she seemed ok with it.
is it consensual if they're cheered on by a room filled with 30 people?
The walls are thin & apartments are narrow so all the bedrooms are next to each other. Our complex could compete in synchronized orgasms.
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
drunk grocery shopping was not as bad of an idea as i thought, this salmon cat food tastes a lot like tuna
Please tell me you aren't concussed from dancing on the stripper pole
she's just been through a whole lot lately. When the crazy starts leaking out we give her vodka and lock her in the room with all the pillows.
so that's what that room is for...
It's not that I even wanna fuck these guys anymore, just cuddle that's all. My conscience has never been so proud.
Guys always stop talking to me right around the point that if they bought me food a couple times I would probably have sex with them.
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
Just don't let me get too drunk. At one point I pulled out my dick and pissed at that party. Like on the wall.
I've never had sex that lasts this long though. It's ridiculous. I feel like I need a Gatorade and a sweatband and a sub.
I had to try on three different bathing suits to hide my boob hickies
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