i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
so i was dancing to the glee soundtrack with highheels. i tripped. and the dildo fell on my face. i dont know what happened.
We had sex on my friends waterbed ..after that the whole school kept asking him if he had fun getting "sea-sick" last night.
don't worry about the neighbors I'm like 99% sure all that snow covered a good portion of our vomit
She told me she needed to clarify that we are not fuck buddies, we are best friends that have sex once in a while
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
she had that "i just got used" look on her face when i kicked her out at 5am
It was really weird walking into a CVS and not going straight to the pharmacy for plan B.
He told me he felt like he shoud say thank you and as a prize i could keep anything from his room that i wanted.
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
who was wearing the fake mustache? I just found one in my cleavage
I accidentally lit my hair on fire and we broke the bed. How was your night?
The attempted closet masturbation was unforgivable.
That was the most fucked up I've ever seen him. He had the fucking Canola Oil!
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
I don't want to resort to having sex with people that actually like me.
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