but i really can't criticize. i blacked out waaaaaay ahead of schedule.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Since when does wearing a condom and going down on me make someone a gentlemen?
He told me I couldn't drink an unopened bottle of water he had in his room because that was his emergency bong water
I keep waking up with the nagging feeling I gave him half a hand job through his shorts.
I'm sitting at home, day drinking, while watching crossroads with brittany spears. I'm not the person you should be asking for advice right now.
I just made the answer to all my security questions "fuck you" with various levels of ! marks. I may regret this in the morning.
"Every minute you spend hanging out with David is a minute you could spend meeting someone new, who isn't a huge douche" - Buddha
I'm cool with a hey old buddy how have you been want to fuck me in the butt kind of thing
I was dancing with a blow torch in one hand and a bowl of weed in the other
I take to many stalker pics of him. If he ever looks through my phone he'll never give me sex again :(
I was riding him and in the middle he literally said "fuck yeah, Amy Winehouse"
The comfort of this onesie is keeping me single
I found my bra I wore on Friday night...he fucked the underwire out of it
hahahahaha
Sorry about peeing on your phone last night
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