The sex was great until she started shouting, "Succeed!, Succeed!" Then it was like I was fucking a motivational speaker. Awkward.
I felt weird they were both staring at me waiting for the scoop on how your vagina felt.
It's sore actually
i dont even know how to be here
I don't think I'm emotionally ready for this blow job.
I can't think of anything besides pubic hair fallout. Ugh.
This girl did not understand, once police sirens go on, road-head needs to STOP
its like..once you have one emotional drunk night, you can't stop. i feel like i have to end every drunken night in tears and i dont think my roommates think it's heartwarming anymore
You straight up wore me out. This should be a proud moment for you. It's almost like my penis is asking for a timeout. But not really
I WOULD SERIOUSLY RECOMMEND THE SHIT THAT I AM ON RIGHT NOW
Passing out drunk in my therapists lobby may not be the best way to confirm my "stability"
I pretty much just wake up, masturbate at least twice, and go to the beach. #Unemployed. I do look for jobs in between all that tho.
So many people have told me I have great tits tonight, I'm unstoppable
I'm smoking and watching the Muppets Treasure Island. Where are you?
Something about that statement reminds me just how much of a role model you are, sis.
Slept on the bathroom floor again. I hope when I turn 28 I’ll stop doing that
Dear god my vagina.
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