Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.
low key just jizzed in a chinese food container
No we didn't have sex. I got my period on his finger.
Woke up next to my bed in a pile of skittles, sleeping on a pair of sweatpants. I can't believe the girl didn't stick around..
Because if the best sex I've ever had was with a gay guy, then God help me.
I'm more concerned with the fact that he was UNconcerned that live poultry could peck him in the nutsack @ any moment of sex
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
don't say the first was when I crawled under into the dressing room
I'm just gonna stay I'm bed where it is warm and cozy and nobody knows me as the girl that puked on a stripper
Fuck you asshole. You cost me cheerleader pussy.
Sneaking the vodka in was the easy part.. listening to medley of puking in the porta pottys was not
Actually here it's more "lie around naked in a dark room" weather.
Give me an out of order sign and caution tape and we can have sex practically anywhere.
Dear Douchebag, I would just like to formally issue this fuck you. You will be receiving a letter in the mail soon. With all of your stuff.
My body isnt used to all this fresh air, sun and booze....ok well maybe just the fresh air and sun...its used to the booze.
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