He asked about stds. I told him I don't have any... which I don't. They are now called sti's. Whooopsie
It's going to be great. They guy at the store said 3 shots and you won't be able to feel your face or stop smiling.
then mid-sex he looked at me and said "i hope this is as good for you as it is for me" and kept going.
then my gynecologist said "its like opening up buried treasure"
so i may have indirectly taught my 13 year old campers how to give blowjobs.
The two guys from next door helped him do a backflip. The ended up throwing him halfway through a ceiling tile. Don't worry, we fixed it with duct tape.
so why was i the only one who woke up with ham stuck to my ass?
I hope your lack of response means you're banging, not talking about her purity ring.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
I deleted his number so I had to go into my old voicemails which are saved through my gmail and search his name... Never underestimate the resourcefulness of a drunk girl on a mission for dick
I applaud your efforts, but I have to say it was the bear we encountered that ultimately shut down the entire operation
Goldenshlager is a hell of a drink. And these are the adventures ur missing out on w me. I gave someone a bath Emily. A BATH.
Awkward
Can't say I wouldn't let it happen again.
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
Our house rule in beer pong, is that if you get the ball in the bitch cup.... you have to snapchat your balls to everyone on your friends list.
Starting to realize that fucking everyone I come across isn't the most... "adult"... coping method.
Randomize