The stories of what you did in Cuba got home before you.
I never kept track of who else he slept with. You think I have the time or the energy to keep track of every dick in my life?
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
Mom just posted ur drunk pix from Cancun in the newly made "My not-so-fantastic son" album. Thought you should know.
I fake pass out to avoid hookups sometimes. Last night I fake slept on my bathroom floor for like 2 hours before the guy left.
you might as well be a hobo. you were covered in pee last night hanging out on the stairs drunk.
right. well we all have our lows.
Mistake of the day: loudly discussing my gay hookups on the phone at the dmv in upstate NY... this must be what leprosy feels like
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
Oh yeah and one of the strippers brought you chips and water when you were passes out next to the toilet. So that was nice
is there a line between daddy kink and oedipus complex?
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
my nurturing instincts told me to take his clothes off
Just don't let me do two things: Beer bongs filled with vodka or shot competitions
He just looks like he'd be good in bed. He looks like he has a lot of anger built up in him and all I'm saying is that if he took out on my vagina I'm cool with that
Do you think Root Touch Up or Just for Men would work better on pubes?
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