The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
I feel as though I could trust her, I mean she did tell me she was married before we had sex.
theres 5 guys on the side of the road with beads and their shirts off screaming at cars already.
Adderal just makes me love life. I want to do so much. I just can't stop thinking about all the wonderful opportunities we have and how lucky we are and I want to make a difference in the world. I just have to reign in my brain and convince it that changing the world starts with a college degree, which depends on studying for these finals.
While I was fucking him, he grabbed a taco off his shelf and started eating it. I had taco dripped on me. I have no idea where the taco came from.
Guy, there will be accountabilities this weekend that you will need to respond to, or else.
i want to have awesome sex and feel fuzzy.
Just had ice cream and a blow job come together in one glorious, defining moment.
Screaming "dámelo" at the bottle of scotch was definitely my best and worst moment of Cinco de Mayo 2015.
Guess who just hooked up with a guy who was wearing a shirt from his mom's "dress up closet"?!
She asked me if I would fuck her with my storm trooper mask on
You can't just drop that I might be walking into a foursome and leave it at that
What happened last night? I'm too scared to get out of bed and see the destruction.
First of all, check to see if that naked guy is still alive. He didn't look to be breathing when I left
As soon as he called me 'darling' in that Scottish accent... my pants just dropped.
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