Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
cant go down on her man, her vagoo reminds me of a face hugger from aliens
He just slept in my bed for a couple hours and asked lots of questions about gay sex. No, I do not have his number.
Somehow I gave him blood blisters on his dick...I don't know if I'm that good or that bad.
im wtih 32a right now bc 34d is on her period. now i know how girls feel when their hookups go from magnums to regulars
on the way to the hospital you kept asking if we could stop at the bar first. then you proceeded to puke out the window
there's sperm and chicken noodle soup everywhere
Yeah but then he looked at me bleeding on the floor, said oh i guess you need to go to the hospital now, and left
If you end up at a gay bar on a tuesday night in steelers pjs, does that mean youve hit rock bottom?
Ew. After that you just pretty much proved that your vagina is the reason why my vagina needs two toilet seat covers when peeing in public restrooms
It's all good, I've hated people for lesser reasons than being my ex boyfriend's favorite pro athlete of all time
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
Is there some sort of line being crossed when your shower activities start to involve jimmy johns?
I have a hook up buddy in Abiquiu. He lives next to a Chipotle; that's the only reason I see him.
stop texting me about your public sex.
says she who narrated getting eaten out in a movie theatre over text to me
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