I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
nothing can go wrong this weekend. $1500 to spend. i have options for hookups every night. my backup plans have backup plans
I JUST WOKE UP ON A TRAIN
I SHUDNT B ON A TRAIN
you are the sluttiest virgin ive ever met
thanks it was an honor just to be nominated
Take my keys. Load me into the vehicle. Drive. Get food. Come back. These are my demands.
He tied me to the bed, fucked me and left me tied up until he proved to his room mates that he actually fucked me. But other than that, best sex ever!
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
Well we were going to compare notes, but all I could remember was throwing up, and all she could remember was kissing, so then we decided to not compare anything.
I'd say it's his fault for never running us through proper protocol for "catching your RA in the middle of him banging some girl"
You seriously don't remember crying about how much you miss your mom right before we hooked up?
Is her dick bigger than yours?
Is it ironic that our divorce court is a block from where we had our reception? Or is it just sad? Alanis has confused my understanding of irony.
Here when you come to your senses come back here and I'll fuck you back out of them.
I went looking for them and I pulled my pants down and peed on the lawn. I found my phone in the same spot in the morning.
How you run into a glAss door three times in a row I do not know
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