I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
On this egg donor form, it asks "In the past 5 years, have you had sex for drugs or money?" It only gives a yes or no option and no place to explain myself. What do I do?
i spelled "betch" that way on purpose, don't question my abilities as a drunk texter
At least you weren't that one girl in the bar that was letting everyone draw on her in sharpie. Worst decision I've ever witnessed.
You compared your dick to a twizzler. In no way, shape, or form is that a turn on.
she's on the floor slapping my dogs face with slices of pizza
My mom's 50 year old alcoholic friend just told me about how she was more whoreish then us at our age. Challenge accepted.
Asking him not to sleep with other girls is like asking me not to have my period apparently
From now on I forbid you to refer to it as a "bed". From now on you must only use the phrase "sex wagon".
I like the wholesome side of you
I'm so goddamned horny I could use all my pent up energy to tear a redwood out by its roots.
The thing about being single is like Sunday morning sex is nice but so is Sunday morning eating Nutella from the jar in your underwear
Honestly my life is shambles over a married man who looked like a fuckin NERD ON HIS WEDDING DAY
Turns out end of the world sex is H-O-T, HOoot! I'll be the only progressive lady smiling today
I miss my innocence.
I miss being able to say, "I've never done this before."
I'll text you when I have a mental breakdown about it.
Please do.
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