She turned over and said "You smell like my dad, i just can't do this"
soooo we both peed the bed last night...
I've decided to turn your sobriety into a reason for me to be able to drink more.
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
Just flooded the bathroom while masturbating in the shower. Managed to squeege most of it up. Desperately need to get laid.
You stood next to him taking HUGE gasps of air in an attempt to second hand smoke his cig because you didn't have one...
I'll be so proud. Like a proud mama bear freeing my slut cub into the wild.
It feels like one of my ribs evaporated.
I want someone to sweep me off my feet and you want someone to fuck you on the kitchen table. They're both perfectly logical needs.
He's an acquired taste, like S&M or those crunchy things they put in salads
Croutons?
My mom just covered me while I peed in the street. I love her. i also love parents weekend.
And the next morning he asked me why I had clothes on so I said so that he could take them off again.
We set around a table in a hotel room and he spoon fed Molly to everyone there... I felt sketch for sec but then... Oh well.
In her defense, she didn't know I had a twin brother. Plus, we're even: I banged her sister.
i was ready to conquer the fucking world. i would have fought vin deisel to the death without hesitation
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