hey this is lauren, i have to type for jon because he's convinced the tongs he's holding are his real hands
i'm at the st pattys day thing. the bar is packed. they just put on celine dion its all coming back to me now. i'm screaming the words.
it's 1 pm.
He was in me and said I can't believe this happened because of facebook. MOOD KILLER.
My chemistry professor just asked me if I ever found a ride home from the bar last Saturday
I told him I'd put in a good word. And the word of the day is: NEGATIVE
Omg he's telling my parents stories about him doing jaagerbombs ... Lord help me
I have so many hands. So. Many. Hands. I can feel arms that I don't have yet. They tickle. I can see the blood in my eyes. I think something is happening. The hands!!! I'm ticking myself with hands I don't have yet! I can't stop giggling about my notyet hands!
Sounds like sex on a twister board.
An idea that is both hilarious and intriguing...
Dear god how many nuts did u bust in me my vagina feels like a bowl of jello.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
I'm just now starting to feel better... I remembered sleeping on the floor. I was peeing and saw his rug and it looked so comfy
I AM GONNA CUM EVERYWHERE TONIGHT BRO.
He is a beautiful butterfly covered in tattoos and naked.
it was awkward when he was taking off my clothes and i had to help him undo my fanny pack
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