if any two of us come back from the bar and aren't getting laid we will systematically destroy everything in the kitchen
I just went through her cupboards. Eye patch and sword. nowhere near each other. different shelfs.
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
My brain is officially off for summer until late august. If that guy wants to fuck me, he better do it soon.
She's licking the seat belt now. Feeling a little uncomfortable
He keeps whispering to me that he can't wait to tie my hands up with my wig?
u girls! girls! girls! have fun please don't hook up w/ a roadie! Love, mom
Also, I am ligit concerned that I might compulsively start collecting vibrators like Pokemon.
I know more about this girls vagina than I know about her personality
He said that I started crying after sex because he was leaving to go back to Europe after the semester was over and I wouldn't see his dick anymore. This is why I need to stop hooking up with the exchange students.
Judging by his bulge. This guy is going home with me. Who doesn't want a dick that looks like it used to be a pillar in Rome.
Idk man, we spent like 20 mins arguing about the moral ambiguity of fucking in someone else's car
I think the moment she woke up butt naked on a mattress with her phone still on her face was the point she knew last night was fucked up
she was sitting with her tits completely out.. on the kitchen floor..eating pickles by the handful... rapping mac dre... and then lit up a cig and continued...that drunk
please come back. it's turned into strip rock paper scissors
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