I did a mental Irish jig when he pulled out the second condom.
epic walk of shame this morning involving 2 subway transfers. I need to start sexing locally.
Its like we are women, and boise state is a gangster rap song. This game is degrading
sorry he hasn't talked to me since the surprise salvia incident...
Def walking back to my apt with a blender, an empty vodka bottle, and a half eAtn drumstick cone.
im trying to stop thinking of him and his amazing dick. every time i do i snap myself with a rubber band. classical conditioning at its finest...and you said i wouldnt learn anything from psychology.
I shouldn't trust a guy I just met with the pull out method. That's a big responsibility.
my still drunk mind thought "hey this is a really good time to stand in the middle of the street barely clothed in 20 degree weather at 4 am talking about the blow job i gave him soph year of high school"
WTF I can't even get a boyfriend here and you're getting nudes from across the country
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
He was standing in the living room wearing a Donald Trump wig and looking very disappointed
I mean it's up to you where you want to sleep but I'm telling you you're going to hear us have sex no matter what room you're in.
Fair enough
Your youporn search history says otherwise.
I kept my extra Molly pill in my wallet in the change part, that's also where I keep my body jewelry while I'm working. The nose ring punctured the pill essentially coating itself in MDMA. My nose ring is back in my nose. This could be entertaining
yeah, I woke up with nacho cheese crusted all over my face and head...a lone jalapeno still stuck in my ear...you win this round drunk nachos....
Randomize
