imagine if the morning after your status automatically updated with the name of the person you hooked up with
winter break is going to suck... i have to put away my college personality and transform into who my parents think i am.
we were all standing in the kitchen taking shots and we look over at you and your face is in the plate of spaghetti you were eating.
He was like a Bill Nye the science guy of sex....he was telling me things about my clitoris that I didn't even know
You were spitting chewed up pretzle into my hands telling me to hold it for you.
im swimming of confusion and bacardi. where do i go from herrrrrre
Im done having sex . he ruined it for me after he said " can we use my penis as a shovel ?"
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
Wearing a shark mask, slugging tequilla, in cowboy boots, and not minding that my spandex is on backwards. What are you up to?
Woke up to the UT campus police fishing my boxers out of the university pool, guess it was a good night.
Last night I watered my lawn and smoked a joint then cooked a steak. I'm really killing this adulthood thing.
He literally just patted me on the vagina and said goodnight to it.
i was making a gravity bong in my room and my dad walked in. he helped me finish. i love being home for the holidays.
thanks for not wanting to stay all night or talk or anything, nice to have a fuck buddy who really doesnt take the buddy part serious
I'm all about the fuck
I miss painting strippers for Christmas. Holidays not the same without glitter and body paint
I'll be your substitute stripper tonight.
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