i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
I didn't cheat on him. Cheating means finding out. I made sure he was at work first. After the guy left I got shitfaced just so nothing seemed out of the ordinary when he came home.
You just kept saying "I want my babies to look like you."
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
They sat me on college avenue with a puke bucket and people were mistakenly throwing change in it. Got me enough money take a cab back to my apartment.
Guess the answer to the last 2 texts right and you'll get a boob shot tonight. Guess wrong and it will be a picture of a used, boogery kleenex.
I wish I could but I can't. No beer pong or sex on a hammock...such an unproductive weekend
As an added realisation of today. If we used the last time I got laid as a conceiving date I would have a two week old baby. It's been too long...
I told him his only options were from behind or me on top. I was not about to mess up my $80 blow out before graduation.
I want the address of the individual responsible for strawbeeritas. I want to send them gift basket.
You were silly, high, and chewing on things.
But on a side note, how the fuck do you "accidentally " get peed on
I’ll always remember that day you sent me that random nude on accident lmao changed my life
I brought coffee but not enough for the naked guy on your porch
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