my mom just found my bong and asked what it was. I told her it was a hookah
and she bought it?!?
yeah...but her friends at work told her hookah was fun and now she wants to smoke it with me...im thinkin yes
Instead of having sex, we spent the entire night making pillow forts and have sword fights. I think I'm in love
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don't like it.
i think he was starting go for a boob grab when we both realized the middle of a public tennis court wasn't the place
Yeah... I was considering changing that part but the boxed wine is non-negotiable.
I mean it's not my fault he had a floor mat that read "put out or get out". What was I supposed to do?
mom how many of the songs from my childhood are mexican drinking songs?
all of them.
She'll feel so accomplished if she finally gets to bang me.
currently working on a look that screams, "I'm dead inside, but still trying to enjoy the ride"
I wouldn't call us friends exactly. Honestly I just hang out with him so I can hit on his girlfriend. They won't last long, and I'll be there to pick up the scraps
The fact our science teacher from high school was buying us drinks and hitting on me doesn't matter.
I responded with revoking his blow job privileges. Needless to say, he's learned his lesson.
When I woke up I was spooning with a block of cheese. Like, cuddling. Me and the cheese we nestling...
U dont jog and buy condoms n bulk
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