It was like my butthole was peeing. Felt comforting yet not fulfilling.
words of advice: black light parties reveal cum stained clothing.
we were on a sandy mattress. i was wearing a sweatshirt with a poodle on it and eating a whopper jr. i wouldn't have fucked me either.
I'm in the "I'd rather have Carbs than Dick phase" part of my Life right now. YOU tell me how much Skinny Sex I'm having.
You can do it. What doesn't kill us just drives us to drink
I don't know what possessed you to do that, but you have to give the stripper more money before you try to check her oil or they are going to throw us out every time you do that.
Well, if he didn't want to get caught mid-gay experience by his girlfriend, he shouldn't have pushed so hard to do MDMA with me.
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
Chilling. The soap was talking at one point if I rememeber right...
There's a woman at the bar holding a baby with one arm and doing shots of GM with the other. The baby is crying. I have lost faith in humanity.
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
College has done two things for me. Given me the confidence to blow my nose in public and shit in public
Just checking to make sure you weren't kidnapped, pregnant or watching Fox News.
There's a guy running dressed as a bunny toward your house.
I kinda realized titty fucking is purely for our enjoyment, they dont really get much out of it, except for a guy sitting on them and and a dick bouncing of their chin
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