Should I text him? Life is confusing when you actually like someone instead of just wanting to blow them.
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
repeat this after me. period at the beach is better than baby at the beach. breathe. and: period at the beach is better than baby at the beach.
I was holding her hair back and when she quit puking she told me she's been saving her scissor virginity for me.
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
He's having a heart to heart coversation with the keg about what he should do with his life.
No big deal, we were just two friends having sex. It's perfectly normal we don't remember. Water under the sex bridge,
I just had a threesome in the back of my mom's van. I'm pretty sure the rest of my week is going to be epic.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
My new roommate is awesome. His father owns a bar and his sister has an E cup. I'm going to be with him forever
I could tell you were slightly drunk by the time you started having a conversation with my tiki torch
We're listening to drake in the middle of the woods and smoking two joints at once...my life is complete.
I have done everything sexualally imaginable with that umpalumpa
I still hate everything and everyone around me. Krampus taught me nothing.
Would an open wound count as good sex or bad sex?
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