the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
we'll hang out once this whole, "your friends are robbers and drug addicts" thing blows over with my parents.
i decided i am going on the Justin Bobby plan for success. Don't cut my hair for a year, don't shave for a month, land Audrina Patridge. Game on.
I need someone to get my backpack from the bar before class tomorrow. I have to give my students their papers back.
I've decided to be proactive and make a sex playlist on my phone to avoid any awkward moments in my upcoming slutty summer
They were taking shots out of the caps of perfume bottles. This is too much for me.
you owe me at least a beer for the services my girlfriend just provided for you
The smell came through my closed door. His farts are made of rendered tires, and apparently, ghosts.
Call me something sexy & ethnic. Like jasmine. But mystical too. Like Mermaid Jasmine. And throw Glitter somewhere in there too.
I fell asleep on the floor again. i dont want help, just a pillow. its kind of nice down here.
Trying to decide who to DD on the fourth and I came up with a Who's who of guys I've hooked up with in the last month. Not an ideal situation, but I have a feeling it's gonna happen anyway.
We started off talking about nice cuddling and you turned it into fucking with a Santa hat on...
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
I've never said "lesbians" so many times in a short response answer
The only good thing about the sex was that he finally cracked the spot on my back that's been hurting.
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