Its about making memories worth repressing
we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
I understand. Hypothetically what should one do after throwing up in the shower?
There was definitely a significant amount of cookie dough in my bra
Did you blow the guy you weren't supposed to hook up with again in the bathroom of pita pit? Cause that happened last night...
We are sitting here staring into each others eyes, mutually rubbing forks up and down our respective noses. High as balls doesn't even begin to cover it.
I was mid hand job and stopped me because he wanted to "connect" which meant putting his thumb in between my eyebrows and a hand over my heart and closing our eyes...
Just peed off a cliff while playing white snake on my phone. Close enough?
I wish everyone could suck his dick. It was an honor.
Next time I pee on a car, I'll text you.
Whoever jacked off in MY pong room on the bean bag with your fucking googles pick up your fucking cum towel you gross disgusting fucks. I said NO MORE jacking off in that room. I swear I will empty it out if this is going to continue.
Are you drunk already?
Not already - at LAST.
I wish I had a tail.
Why?
...why not?
If you think I'm going to drive 5.5 hours just to bang a guy, you'd be absolutely right.
Sexual side note: sushi and cum do not mix well. That is all.
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