You screamed, "I am going to fuck this cheeseburger". They all started laughing until you actually started having sex with the cheeseburger.
We were done making out and had been asleep for a hour. I felt him put his hand on my butt. Then I farted.
I just got wrote up for "repeatedly smelling like alcohol"
That was long passed due.
You wouldn't stop crying and screaming Hilary Duff doesn't deserve Gossip Girl
you probably should not have drank the wine that everyone spits out. and the sad part, that was not even your low point last night
I'll be honest, not actually surprised to find half a Big Mac box and bits of broken security glass by the sofa.
They invented the twister shot game. You put a shot on each circle, take it when you land on it, and if you fall, they funnel the mat and make you drink it. New best friends.
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
It's like "hey I give your roommate blowjobs twice a week, want to connect on LinkedIn?"
Then while I was crying on his shoulder, he got a boner. Soo. I kinda just hopped on.
He somehow always manages to get me naked within 5 minutes of being together. It's like fucking witchcraft.
I don't remember anything but bad decisions last night
I feel like I had a successful night. I flashed the guy at the liquor store last night for 2 free tshirts and a giant redbull.
he'll eat me out, but god forbid we double dip when sharing salsa
It was sweet, he carried me out of my bathroom after I passed out, built me a pillow fort so I wouldn't roll out of bed, set a glass of water on the table, and brought me a mixing bowl to puke in. Totally a sign we're more than just fuckbuddies.
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