I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
somehow on my way home with matt, I ended up straddling steve on the sidewalk and polling the people walking by on whether or not we should have sex.
If you did the rosary as much as you masturbated, you would be the pope
she said she could "feel the heat of my groin" against her. ruined the whole fucking moment.
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
remember earlier when I said I was over sex with random boys? take it back take it back take it back
There's a level of bonding between people at the liquor store at 10:30 in the morning that's unrivaled
He's having a heart to heart coversation with the keg about what he should do with his life.
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
He doesn't care. He wouldn't care if my vag grew arms and smacked him in the face.
Someone left me hummas on my door step between the hours of 1am-3am
So I deleted all the text from my phone, was looking for my mom's coffee order and show the coffee guy the pic of me eating pussy.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
Being home for break is weird, just had a full convo with my dad about what I wanted for dinner, while a dildo was on top of me under my comforter
Also, asking the guy who just told you he is crippled on edibles to watch your kid is probably frowned upon by most
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