I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
9 am. shotgunning while conditioning my hair. i love college football season.
stranger just walked up to the fridge at the party, took the hawaiin punch out, drank it straight from the bottle, looked at everyone who stared in awe and said "im fucking thirsty" and put it back.
how do i word it so it doesnt sound like im asking him if he has ever been in jail.
debating whether or not to save the package from my first plan b pill. it would be a nice addition to any baby book.
He was sitting on the bathroom floor, swirling his finger in the toilet singing the Laguna Beach theme song. I don't know whether to laugh or help him.
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
I'll just be here. Naked. Eating tots and jello like a muh fuggin G
today is just not my day... it could be raining penises and I would get hit in the face by a vag
If I wasn't stoned and knee deep in cheese and crackers I'd help.
If I do nothing else today, the fact that I talked you into this is achievement in itself.
I'm pretty sure that's why we have such good sex because we are secretly trying to kill each other
You are the epitome of what awesome would taste like.
I have already been up, showered, had a cup of coffee brought to me, added a little rum to cure the hangover, had sex and kicked him out and it's only 1pm. Successful day so far.
What happened last night? I'm too scared to get out of bed and see the destruction.
First of all, check to see if that naked guy is still alive. He didn't look to be breathing when I left
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