I dont like him- his parents were home and he hid me in his closet like anne frank
I really want to sleep with her friend. I'm hoping our casual sex relationship will somehow lead to that.
I'm torn. Shes everything I ever wanted, but I just cant get past the story about having drunken sex with her dog in high school.
Some chick in the back of my Psychologhy of Addictions class just did a line off her hand. She tried to make it look subtle.
should we take a power nap before our cocaine gets here?
it makes it look bigger when i shave, i hope its not the same for a girl
i got iced as i was inside of her. i fucking hate my friends
In order of importance: Where am I? Where's my car? Where are my clothes? Who is this chick in the room?
Anne's couch, the bar, your car, Anne.
You were so drunk you decided to go out of the car window instead of using the door, once you realized what you had just done you said fuck it and went back in through the window
He expects to fuck my tits but will ignore me in public.
"You can go raw dog up in me". Exact words. I can't decide whether to run, or fuck. Help.
I based a lot of our friendship on the fact that I thought you were crying from feeling so sad for me when I got crabs. I'm not sure if we can ever be as close now.
Puking in the Ritz Carlton bathroom was actually kind of a nice experience
I only drink at bars with bathrooms big enough to have sex in.
I just showered and shaved both ankles and one knee because that's the skin that's exposed in the jeans I'm wearing today. Please tell me I'm not the only one who does that.
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