the guy I was hooking up with asked me if he could wear a guerilla suit during sex.
He was dressed in cheap leather and smelled like death.
I really wish I didn't have to wear pants this is ridiculous
this is the second time in my life i thought i might need to go to rehab. im including all the mornings that i wake up in dewey beach as "the first time"
well at that point we were just fucking to keep warm.
He insisted on us having sex while watching the biggest loser and asked me if I could "resist the temptation".
I mean, once you help another girl drunker than you zip her jeans you can't help but be friends after that
I'm laying in bed with a case of beer,.. That's how this break up is going..
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
Yes ma'am. At least you're a warning story I can tell to my kids in the future
He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.
I just realized that every possible way I walk to campus I walk by the house of someone I slept with
we had sex while we waited for the thai food... a which will come first type of situation
Fortunatly we found him, he was on my roof. Unfortunatly, we can't say the same for his pants. Still looking. BRB.
Sunday morning breakfast with the boyfriends family. I just puked in the stall at Cracker Barrell. Classy.
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