Either seal the deal or get out of the room, I don't want to hide in this closet anymore
These hangoverless Sunday mornings are becoming too regular.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
There are too many people on this bus for it to be even REMOTELY okay that I'm wearing a puke covered sweater
When you start quoting save the last dance you need to stop drinking
Somehow he made it really romantic
He came on your tits... That doesn't scream romance to me.
i am willing to donate my body to this science experiment when it means free blowjobs
I'm already too high to be publicly presentable. I just looked at myself in the mirror without my sunglasses. Debated contacts. Said aloud "But I'm nothing without my sunglasses."
NO HOOKUPS IN THE CAR. I will try as i might to practice what i preach, but there are no guarantees.
i have nothing going on in my life. unless a toxic love triangle with netflix and jack daniels counts.
Fuck you, dude, I'm not sharing my weed anymore if you're going for the Panthers.
not sure what the chiropractor did but my junk deserves a cape now.
At the light, his mom pulled up next to us while I was giving him road head. He forgot to tell me she was meeting us at the movie. So long story short, I convinced her I drove myself, pick me up in 20.
just walked passed a black light...apparently he DID cum.
we just got sex advice from a midget. You better fucking get here.
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