Coming down off exstacy at a church event. Resisting the urge to dance to the church hymns.
we had a 10 minute conversation with his family about how I don't let him eat me out. I want to go home
I feel like somebody took my brain out. Stomped on it with cleats. And then put it back together with a glue stick. Thank you.
Your place is a magnet for either righteous parties or crippling alcohol dependency. Lets find out which together
Yeah, I wish I could have one upped you. But all I did was ride circles around a cop on a stolen bicycle while laughing at him for telling me to stop riding on the sidewalk.
Where are you? I hear fireworks and you've gone missing. I'm sure that is not coincidence.
cocks speak louder than words, as they say
Nobody says that.
And really all I wanted was to be like "hey can I borrow your dick for a few hours this weekend?"
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
Also, lets remember that we have known each other for nearly a decade and our two most recent photos to one another are boxes of plan b
So apparently there is enough alcohol to get me to agree to going to a strip club, but when I have enough they don't let me in.
He went to 7/11 first and came back with condoms and a banana "in case we get hungry"
Never go drinking with anime club. End of story.
We just had sex on an abandoned logging road while wearing snow shoes. God bless Montana boys.
My nipples are raw, I've yet to go to bed, I feel like death, and I'm at work. Thank you jack, crown, and Lafayette!
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