you can't spend the night you always smell like dirty underwear and my roommates complain
I think there's some kind of asian convention downtown. There are thousands and they're all wearing badges and snapping pictures. I feel like I just stepped into your worst nightmare.
last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
I'm pretty sure there is a country song about this exact situation
she wants me to text her or call her all the time when we are apart...this is not high school...
Handjob with gloves on results in friction burn. In case you've ever wondered
Apparently she ran into the Emergency Room declaring "ROOM, PLEASE" as if she were checking herself into Holiday Inn.
The good news is the house is clean, the bad news is someone redecorated the bonus room by spray painting "free willy" on the wall in honor of the girl who passed out in there last night.
she slipped a pinky in my ass. Not sure if I came because I liked it or if I was terrified by it.
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
Nobody is here, I still yelled for someone to make me some toast. That my dear is commitment to doing nothing.
He's a cat fanatic .. That was not in the fine print when we started fucking
Do you know this guy sitting in front of us? Asking for my vagina.
Well I'm back. Could you fill me in on what I missed?
You don't want to know. Trust me.
Three cheers for handling my crush on my boss in an entirely reasonable manner, by having a threesome with my coworkers.
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