I was looking through my facebook friends list to see how many ppl on the list i've hooked up with, and was effectively reminded of my failed friendships, relationships, fuck budy-ships, friends with benefits, and "i cant remember if i ever did shit with him but we're awkward now" ships.
boyfriend complimented me on my new prada shoes today. he is officially either gay or the man im gonna marry. knowing my luck it's all of the above.
soo I had sex last night and he wore a condom, pulled out sans condom. we looked everywhere and couldnt find it, even in my vag. so Im in the library at school and I googled it and it gave me "gentle digging" techniques, and sure enough, found it. ew. I'll be purchasing Plan B after class.
whispering "taste the rainbow" well having sex isn't my biggest turn on.
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
He fell off the roof... he clearly has not been preparing for summer.
I knew the night had taken a turn when we showed up and our flabongo was being chilled in the freezer.
This shit I'm taking feels like I've eaten every burrito in the world and chased that with an aquarium of hot sauce.
Yeah like 200 white people came and they are playing that one Biggie Smalls song everyone knows.
Should I feel guilty that my husband is cheating on his girlfriend with me? I mean, we're not divorced yet so I still have dibs, right?
I woke up on karas dogs bed. Lets evaluate our lives.
Sorry for face planting onto the table with all our alcohol on it
I made him dress me after we fucked. He put me in TMNT pants and then told me I looked hot.
Walking back to my car from the campus library and just saw a Nuva Ring on the sidewalk. If that doesn't scream college life, idk what does.
he told me he had a gf and in the very next sentence asked if I wanted to have sex.
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