what is it about summer that misdirects my moral compass so much?
I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
I coulnt tell if he was cumming or if I was throwing up
i really need to stop putting makeup on my cats..
It's now 3:30 and the guy I went home with is showering me with shredded cheese. Nbd.
She alternated between blowing me and feeding me bites of the sandwich she made for me.
If you spent as much time trying to get laid as you do masturbating you would surpass all of us.
um so slept at robs. he woke up, looked at me, and said ' oh my psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one' I think that's when you know you can't hang out with someone anymore
Do what your heart wants. . .
My heart wants to rip his balls off and tie therm to his head using his penis
She kept saying how cute and adorable I was. I felt like a care bear getting a blowjob
He's so hot and there's so much R Kelly and vodka I think I might die.
And then after we fucked he wouldn't stop calling me "champ". It was like I had sex with an extremely attractive soccer coach
I feel like on the last day of finals we should run around campus dressed like Moses screaming "LET MY PEOPLE GO!!!!"
I'll start the recruiting
I'll get tired halfway through and end up passed out at a taco shack honestly
her nickname was handjob. I knew what i was getting into.
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