My hair reeks of homosexuality.
marching band practice is quite the interesting soundtrack to sex
he's 25, hott, and leaving for iraq tuesday, i wanna get in as much as possible...
your life is a nick sparks novel waiting to happen
At what point did we agree that playing bocchi ball on the way to the liquor store was a good idea?
He pulled the washer 5 feet out from the wall screaming about quarters
you dipped you banana in queso last night.
I will fuck him senseless, no need for a priest.
I only have one eye to read your texts because I just stabbed one out after reading that last text.
Well im sitting on a futon on a porch at 1:30 in the afternoon drinking boxed wine out of a pint glass next to a chick with a homemade neckbrace. What do you think?
he got everyone in a room, turned off the lights and started throwing knives at the wall. if you got hit, you had to drink...
Since Josh is going to be Carl Sagan for Halloween, he bought a turtleneck and sportsman jacket. It's all my nerd fantasies come true.
So what if I got a tattoo on a bus, it was sterile.
The candles are lit, the magic circle is drawn, now all we need to do is get naked and see how many orgasms we can manage.
I think putting on real pants was half my issue with today
he bought me ice cream then took me home and fucked the shit outta me. you can't write this kinda romance.
That's nice of you to be concerned, but I'm pretty confident I'll marry someone 30 years older than me, ride out being the trophy wife for 10 or 15 years, then live large!
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