we had that weird still in bed morning after conversation. Her dad is the vp of my company.
After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
Girls don't like it when you cum inside them and then discuss baby names.
Well he paid for dinner, so I paid for the Plan B, but the parking ticket I got is totally his responsibility.
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
If there was a game called "keeping your legs shut," I would lose every time.
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
I just realized my life is a timeline of drunken injuries.
No seriously stop! I feel bad for him. It isn't even big enough to make fun of. It's so small that it's like a disability.
My vagina is trying to run away to Boston without me.
I'll even be awesome and bring pizza for your family, just as a "hey thanks for letting a stranger get trashed at your house" gesture.
right now I need to figure out a smart way to get an accurate picture of his dick so I know what in dealing with, right now in flying blind.
I need to stop acting like a porn star that isn't getting paid
I woke up beside him and almost cried. Then I realized you were on the other side so I knew I hadn't made any bad decisions.
Come over I need help. I just almost died in an acid flashback while listening to do You Feel Like We Do off of the Frampton Comes Alive album.
Randomize
