"you've got the devil in yuh. the curse of Jesus is coming on your sex soon." That's what a homeless guy just told me.
Is there a reason "Call me when you're legal" is written on my arm? I'm 22..
Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
our school mascot just walked into class and threw condoms everywhere. welcome to college
no, literally. he fb chatted me and said "since you're online i figured we could bang tonight?"
just saw a couple drunkenly stumble over to the family planning aisle of Walgreens. inspiring.
gay flight attendant. racoons. kegels. bartender with missing teeth. too many birthdays. fucckk.
You gotta hand it to him. 6 hours in a new town and he's already fuck someone, had his ass kick by her bf, and rounded up a posse of people to kick this guys ass.
Apparently getting a blow job in the mens room from the bar owners daughter will get you kicked out.
I now have a bottom rung on my kissing scale. Like I can say "Well. On a scale of Matt to Braxton he was probably a Zach." It's the little things.
Yeah no problem. What are blow job angels for anyways
I'm crying watching Rihanna at the VMAs. Periods are a bitch
You can tell by the way he cuddles that he's got mommy issues
Sex in the backyard? Check.
Pray for me.. I'm like the lonely vagina in a sea of sworming dicks
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