We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
I miss you. Just wanted to say that before the drugs kicked in so it's legit.
Every time a guy reaches down to touch my vag, i feel really sorry for all the transgender girls who still have a penis there.
That's weird cause every time i feel a girls vag i feel way worse for all the guys who reached down there and got a penis.
i just woke up and its 10 o'clock and the words "Robbies Fave Restraunt" and written in sharpie above my vage. Help me.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
My fucking roommate unpluged my alarm; I pissed on his clean clothes.
I just peed on my pajamas. Its gonna be a long night. Don't forget the cookies.
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
I knew it was time to stop when you guys were playing a drinking game called "every three steps take a drink"
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
Speaking of fellatio on fictional characters, the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man would be a delicious blowjob.
You kept running around yelling "I need my pajamas" & then you got naked. Shit just went downhill from there.
He's finally divorcing her, so naturally he tells me that we're not exclusive anymore. His penis 'wants what it wants' apparently.
I'm peeing on your house...you up?
i did these weird ass ab exercises once that left me queefing for weeks
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