Don't really want to talk about it. You were right. She had a whole jar of toenail clippings on her nightstand that she chews on "when her fingernails are too short." Direct quote.
when i was 16 reading the aftercare instructions at the piercing place i wondered why they would ever think to warn me about getting semen in my bellybutton
then i met college
Sorry I never got back to you. I got high. I know it sounds like a commercial or something... but its true
She alternated between blowing me and feeding me bites of the sandwich she made for me.
I took his sheets with my when I left seeing that I underestimated my period. Also grabbed a 6-pack out of the fridge because breakfast is the most important meal of the day & I don't do other peoples laundry for free.
Not much, just your average college male Sunday cleaning period blood out of the carpet.
Tell me you're kidding.
Besides scarred, I'm not much of anything right now.
Well still if someone cared enough about u to wish an unwanted child or a disease on u ..u must have been doing something right
The strip club incident sums up our friendship pretty well
Guess whose hungry like a hippo: this bitch.
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
You popped the Plan B pill then clapped twice, said "mischief managed" and headed tward the bar.
Church parking lot, park bench, front porch. I think she's more comfortable going down on me in public. May have found the one.
All I have are vague memories of us eating ham?
Your face; I've seen enough of it for today. Go away now please.
If I could tell my younger self three things it would be: 1. Smoke a lot more weed 2. Have a lot more sex 3. Own a good set of pots and pans
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