She started doing push ups and calling me a pussy. Never set me up with your ROTC friends again.
I feel like I've been slapped by Gods icy cold dick of vengeance.
Her directions to the house party: "the north star will guide you, turn left. I'm wearing the potato hat"
was it morally wrong to have used his girlfriends makeup after i fucked him?
At some point we were all eating banana flavored rolling papers.
its really sad that i have to specifically make this a rule but, absolutely no lighting smoke bombs indoors at my birthday party.
Pretty sure encouraging you to sleep with 2 different girls while keeping you in the good graces of both has lost me the ability to call myself a woman. But that's just the kind of friend I am; dedicated.
I didnt think the feeling of accomplishment for fucking brothers would be this great.
And the cockring thing wasn't sexual.
An image of us stuck like that like Pompeii comes to mind. A wonder for future anthropologists
I don't know what part of my sober brain thought it was a good idea to get stoned when I can barely walk with crutches as it is, but that part is stupid.
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
Im wearing black today mourning the orgasm i couldn't get this morning :(
I like to send nudes ok? If that's my biggest flaw I think I'm ok
Would you like to get a drink then hook up or reverse order I don't really care. Hopefully you can keep this between us.
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