So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
I slept walked to the toilet and woke up pooping. Easily one of the most disorienting events of my life.
guess where i woke up this morning? If you guessed the hospital, you sir are correct.
If letting him bang me while i'm wearing reindeer antlers and a painted red nose isn't the christmas spirit, I dont know what is
I shouldn't trust a guy I just met with the pull out method. That's a big responsibility.
I'm being responsible and going as a gay, slutty Mormon missionary. It's responsible because I'll have a bike helmet on for when I fall over because I'm too shitfaced to stand upright. It's safer than Count Fagula. I just need to come up with a line equal or greater than "Blaaaa I want to suck your dick"
You stole a fry from a complete stranger. He wasn't happy. Then you said fuck it and stole the whole poutine and ran down the street while he stared in shock.
Body shots with my MILFs MILF!!
All I did was send my mom an ecard
Did I leave the house with out a shirt or socks?
Yea, you said you didn't need them cause she was going to take them off anyways and that it would "save time".
I'm so drunk and angry about the Michigan game the fact of my relationship being over doesn't matter
Guys are like someone else's baby; i'll play with them but if responsibility is involved i'll hand them off.
You're supposed to discourage my sluttiness not bring me hot Colombian men
"You can have sex in my class, just stay quiet. I don't like noise." My professor... Shall make for an interesting semester.
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
Randomize
