I saw his package. It spoke to me.
Sorry if I'm being weird. I'm dipping doritos in cabernet.
We'll probably be arrested for having a cheetah in our apartment anyway, so I say go for it.
Bookstore boy and I went out, he came back here and I tried to fool around and he respects me too much blah blah I'm a predator.
We broke two of his toes while having sex. He laughed said he'd fix it in the morning and kept going. I think I'm in love
just had a flashback of you pouring champagne into my mouth from someones balcony..
I'm bringing a flask to the test on friday. If I'm gonna fail at least I can enjoy the experience
It's raining. Will need ride home and blow job.
i may have given a gay guy with a mohawk my number last night that said... "you are straight" omg so glad a whole year til my next birthday... also i hit myself in the face with a car door. nice.
The last thing I remember was naked hot tub and taking a shot and using the hot tub water as a chaser. Not acceptable.
Henceforth: booty calls will now be referred to as "deliveries of anatomy". That is all.
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
National champion athletes like gay butt sex, too. I'm just here to help them out.
Just whisper "I fucked your boyfriend" in her ear and be done with it.
21st birthday weekend in Vegas has concluded and all I'm missing is my underwear and 'Contacts' icon on my phone home screen.
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