best part he said "i like your tattoo" as he walked into the room, stood right there looking at me, naked on top of his friend
do herpes really smell.
something about eating while taking a crap just doesn't seem safe to me.
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
I think I love you, but I may be biased because we had pirate sex.
hung over. covered in somebodies makeup. and ready to drink.
It's not even like I care. He was cute 30lbs ago and before he fucked that Michael Jackson look alike.
Well I went on a freakin rampage and destroyed a fan and claimed that it wasn't doing its fan duties... Then I knocked on everybody's doors in the hall and asked if they were content with their fan's performance and if not I would take care of it...
I guess, all I remember was giving you road head the whole way there so you wouldn't fall asleep.
You just yell-acapella'd the theme to fresh prince of bel air to me while a different song is playing in the bar.
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
I like that you use a Disney movie to describe the starting of our BDSM relationship, lmao
I told him to send me a dick snap for my birthday. To personalize it, he drew a candle coming out of the tip of it so I could blow it out.
If there's anything my liberal arts education has taught me, it's belligerence.
He's at Disney with 4 kids and I'm drinking wine from the bottle in bed at 2:45pm. Does it sound like we're compatible??
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