Just found out what was wrong with Esther. Turns out she's 33 and still not married. This explains everything.
so after six weeks of dating she admitted shes bi and asked if it would freak me out if we brought another girl into the bedroom. i said no in this hesitant voice and she said 'if you let me dont worry ill make it up to you'
i literally fucking hate you so fucking much.
she peed. on the sidewalk. it is 2 pm. Help.
She opened a beer bottle with her armpit and then gave me a cigarette from the waistband of her underwear. I dont know if I want to be her or marry her.
Should I mail that cop his nightstick or just throw it away?
coming from the girl bound and determined to pee in the snow
why would you restrict a girl of that
I want to get my vag crammed with complete loss of every bit of dignity I have left by this man from every angle on every flat surface that exists. That is all.
I plan on showing these boobs to so many people that by the end of it ill just have a shirt of beads.
I was ok with it until you started yelling " just the tip!" I know she's you gf but don't backseat drive the three-way.
it is a dangerous dangerous place where morals and dignity go to die and all your fantasies about men become reality.
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
Thank you for letting me get drunk enough to forget he was there tonight, but not drunk enough to make a complete fool of myself.
I would reevaluate a bf who is happy with other guys doing me.
I've never been this drunk around this many toddlers
Is it fucked up to venmo someone for plan-b?
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