Eric said he heard us having sex the other night. He said i did a great job.
Bank of America texted me 7 times in 12 hours to say my balance was below $50. I kept transfering money back in. Then I texted my bank saying that it was okay, i knew what I was doing.
Spent the last thirty minutes staring at the wall with Leah. It's definitly moving
just had to shower sitting down. i hope this isn't an indicator of how the rest of my week is going to go.
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
It's a given that you're going to get peed on at a country concert
He really thought ahead and just left the tequila in the mail box for late night pickup. Best. Friend. Ever.
So this bar tattoo not looking that great now
I really have to stop having sex with people I sell drugs to...it feels unprofessional
I'm so jealous of your sex life. You know it's awesome when thinking about the sex you had last night brings you tears of joy.
You brought a jar of mayonnaise to bed. It doesn't get any worse than that.
so how was it...?
sadly not as impressive as one might expect from a division one athlete. he lacked the stamina i had hoped for, and by lacked i do mean he fell asleep while he was still inside me. an epic wtf moment, i know.
I can't tell if my heart is fluttering because I love him... or if it's palpitating from all the coke.
hey, so i dont know your name. but im guessing we had sex last night. seeing that you're in my phone as "had sex time thursty thursday guy"
i am not an asshole. i paid for her to take a cab home.
dude, we were in ann arbor. she's from cincinnati. ten bucks didn't even get her back on I-94. i maintain my position. you are indeed an asshole.
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