so the guy who showed me the apt today is now texting me and asking me out for drinks...he's at least 20 yrs oldr than me and highlights his hair, but part of me is wondering how low i can talk him down in rent during sex? wrong?
it was like the sexual equivalent of when Wilson fell off the raft and floated away
I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
He always grinds on me and is like "This is awesome because we're both Catholic!"
His little brother just walked in, asked me if I'd blown his brother yet and then announced that he and his friends were going to play outside so we could play too.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
He ran around the party with a broken foot/ankle with a gallon of Malibu yelling "it must rain coconut"
He sent me a mirror pic of himself and sent it to me and all i could think about was the amazing bong hits i took with his roommate in that bathroom.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
We can't go back there. Ever. No context required, just know it's true.
I'm not gonna lie. I'm a little scared.
Good. The Jell-O shots look great.
Dinner at 5, shrooms at 10.
If my emotions are below a 3 or above a 7, I'm crying
So now your dad has seen my tits. You could have told me he was coming by to help paint.
I didn't think you'd be painting the kitchen topless.
I couldn't find a shirt I was willing to ruin.
"I mean like shit happens" should never be an excuse for anything
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