I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
"fuck a duck" is spelled out in chinese food on my counter... im kind of nervous to search the rest of my house......
it tasted disgusting. but i pretty much drank it in the name of science, and free alcohol
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
No, we talked about it. They're cool with me living here as long as I sleep with them both.
You're a rent hooker.
I found your knife. It was stuck in my bedroom ceiling.
I am the slutty bisexual glue that holds this friendship group together.
We were fucking while the tv was on, and one of those animal cruelty commercials came on. We then switched over and started doing it doggy style. It was then that I realized that I'm going to hell.
i told her i loved her afterwards and she said "i know," kissed me, and got up to start making breakfast.
dude, she han solo'd you. keep her.
I could not handle jail. And my very angry parents.
His cat watched us the ENTIRE time. Every time I glanced over the poor kitty looked at me as if I were pelvic thrusting her father to death.
I'll be home soonish I need 4th of July sex, it's the American thing to do.
One door closes, one man cooks for you through the next open door
He responded to all of my texts prodding for dirty talk with "I will do anything you are comfortable with."\n\nChivalry is great, but being comfortable doesn't get me wet.
He was my first marine! I wanna remember his name!
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