NO FUCKING WAY. PLEASE MAKE HER IMPLANT THAT POOR KID INTO A RESPONSIBLE UTERUS.
it feels good to walk into a CVS and not go straight to the pharmacy counter for plan b. its been a while....
he yelled "RELEASE THE KRAKEN" then hit me with his dick
wanna hang out tonight and remember it?
i figure i've seen his cum stains on the floor, i'm allowed to say these things.
And on top of all this... he just told me to "chill my nips."
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
She just came to my house, with puke in her hair, to wake up my dad and scream "happy fathers day you DILF!" at the top of her lungs
For months it was all good and well just having sex. Now, something in me has snapped and I'm dreaming of taking turtleneck Christmas pictures with him. Fuck you, we're going out tonight. I need this.
I actively tried geting in the guy's pants and ended up in the girl's. I'm bad at this whole straight while drunk thing.
We left his house because I forgot how to drink water, I was just holding it in my mouth and then spitting it out, needless to say I don't remember the sex.
Hey its me your friend who impressed the pharmacist by already knowing the generic version of plan b by name
Yeah when we were together he never sent me dick pics like a normal boyfriend. It was always pizzas. That should've been my sign.
So about that you can bill me for the chair but it was David's idea to jump from the window sill into the washer with "clothing pillows of cloudiness" to land on to get ahold of him you have to phone his mother
I just talked to her she really hates you like a lot
Who in their right mind would frost a cake with their butt?
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