508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
Come on... In this relationship-economy, you gotta have "awesome blowjobs" on your resume.
i spelled "betch" that way on purpose, don't question my abilities as a drunk texter
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
It's been two days. My balls feel like watermelons.
I only feel half bad for cheating on him because while we were fucking I was given great relationship advice and now I'm ready to work some things out.
I'm so tired of waking up with my bed full of deli meats.
be proud. or at least amused. an 18 yr old and a 25 yr old at least makes my average hookup age this week the same as my age.
I'm in the middle no shirt white shorts humping the white dustbuster next to the guy shooting off the tazer infront of the two guys humping on the bicycle
I've never wanted to punch a 94 year old woman in the vagina, and then call her next of kin to tell them I just muff punched their Gam Gam until today.
Actually, lets be honest. I will probably keep calling him the pastor because it brings me joy using pastor and fuck buddy in the same sentence.
I ask for a dick pic and he sends a picture of Dick Cheney. Who does that?
So um... You probably shouldn't post that picture of me and your crotch just because that's a new level of raunchiness that I'm not willing to accept yet
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