ok 1 i realized people actually live in central wisconsin and 2 culvers could be a good place to pick up chicks today
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
do you remember putting condoms over both your hands and asking me if your fists would be too big.
and then he said he has been waiting since high school to touch my boobs
Snorting lines of xanex off the back of my grandparents toilet before church. Thinking of u.
What happens at the gay bar stays at the gay bar. Except that I sold my panties for $100. People should know that.
I want a bunch of melted cheese. or a penis. or a penis covered in melted cheese
He's living a porn movie. He's slept with a waitress at her work for lunch, a bar tender at the bar that night, and the cleaning lady the next morning.
started my period, we have to try again next week
if we have anymore sex before that my dick is gonna fall off. that is in no way a complaint
He'd rather cuddle with his shitty little miniature dog than the half naked girl in his bed. I've lost all hope for him and my vagina
Side note: the physics of a guy my size and age getting laid in the backseat of a Toyota Camry are absolutely staggering
What did the sign say that bob stapled to his ass?
I just got a text giving me an hour window for when my vibrator is gonna be delivered. If that's not awesome customer service, I don't know what is.
Listening to sad Lana Del Rey songs together is an integral part of the lesbian bonding process
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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