My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
I'm buying this stripper a house, I don't care what her name is.
Anyone who says sunshine brings happyness has never woken up with the worst hangover of their life to their window being open and it being a bright shinny day
Well, I can't relate. I have no idea what it feels like to withhold sex. Or have self-control in general.
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
maybe next time you'll take an ex boyfriend warning you that she's batshit crazy as a warning instead of a challenge
She said I looked exactly like my dad. Then she made out with me. Should I be questionable?
I dont think I should be allowed to pick my own boyfriends anymore
You see it tends to piss fathers off when they find their daughter in the arms of a shirtless guy that neither he nor his daughter knows.
well if they don't get here soon...no fuck it, I'm going to the strip club.
There's a website where you can order a pile of horse shit to be dropped on a persons doorstep. So that's another option.
apparently while i was high i thought that putting a dinosaur temporary tattoo on my inner thigh would keep me from taking my pants off and having sex with him...
...it didn't...
That makes sense.. A good Bj is a trump card in any argument
we've talked on the toilet we're linked now
What do you mean relationship? He paid for my tires and I gave him a blow job.
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