i just spent the last half hour thinking about my totally irrational and intense hatred of wedge flip flops.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
It's shedding
I told you penises don't tan
I bought a fake diamond ring to wear, not only to bars to keep the creeps away, but so that I'll be judged less by the front desk girl at Planned Parenthood
he went down on me with a nose plug on, you tell me how it went
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
If your relationships aren't working out because she doesn't have a penis THEN maybe you should give dudes another go
I'm ready to sell my soul to the strip club tonight
$1 drinks and Playboy theme. I am never leaving this place
You said you liked how I put the cream cheese on.
I slept with the Australian in the bathroom of a gay bar. What has my life become.
Pray for me.. I'm like the lonely vagina in a sea of sworming dicks
Did you make it home alright?
No I'm sitting under a tree by a cricket. He's alone crying out for someone to Fuck him. This guy gets me.
maybe you should have closed the porn before you gave the professor your computer to hook up to the projector?
I don't know who's idea it was to get wine for a frat party but my poor pitiful hung over self really fucking hates them.
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