i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
Lowest moment of my life just occurred. I literally threw up all over myself in front of my parents.
Packing up everything in the dorm. Silly bands to unused condom ratio is ridiculous.
He played a tape of his mad rapping skills after the final...his rapper name was Mad Stylz and he rapped about all the pussy he got in the 90's. I love Sociology.
Upperdeckered the toilet. Took sombrero off, drawing too much heat. Witnessed glassing. In bush, come findme.
Seriously, you can't give someone's wife an orgasm on the dance floor of a gay nightclub and then hang out with her husband the following week
Hey... Tell me if you remember differently, but nobody truly saw me naked, right?
Ran into his sister at the gym and hit it in the parking lot. I dont even feel like a bad friend she got a boob job and lost 20 lbs its not even the same sister
You can't call dibs on the bed... every time you party you KO in the bathtub
to drive Frat boys away, one just needs to cat-call at them. It makes their masculinity weaker, and yours stronger.
I told him we could fuck whenever was concurrent for both of us
I gave you keys to my house and drugs. This must mean we're in a relationship.
I'll seduce him with my charm, after all, I am a graceful swan.
More like a demented cow.
What happened last night? I just woke up and there's like 15 mcflurry cups on the floor
You don't remember stealing them?
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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