So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
is she serious with that outfit? Why doesnt she just paste a for sale sign on her boobs?
I haven't even gone in yet. I'm sitting in the waiting room playing a game i like to call "Who else is here for AA".
You realize we can hear you jacking off in your room, right?
I like it rough
I hope no one judges me for becoming a facebook fan of "Adderall" at 5:49 AM...
He's the equivalent of a body pillow and a dildo. But still funny. We have good pillow talk.
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
Please tell me why 'cock-a-thon' was auto saved in my phone.
Yeah but he's impersonating a gargoyle jumping off of everything. Including the walls.
I don't text first unless I'm hammered...so ya I text first a lot
tried to out drink an american air force weapons loader. never again
Vom Wallet is no more. We now boldly enter a responsible, adult era where we will not throw up liquor onto ourselves.
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
No other awkward car ride can beat the one you give your drug dealer home.
Finally finished unpacking shit from school n found a bra with no idea whose it is... I miss college so much it hurts sometimes
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