So i got in my car, the seats are leaned back, and soft soul music is playing. Wtf happened last night.
just hooked up with an air force officer in a hotel room paid for by the military. i feel like i should go around thanking taxpayers for the assist.
I still cannot believe I yelled at every guy at the bar "you wanna get in this clam?!"
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
Heating the house with the oven may not be safe but at least it's always preheated
I left him a voicemail saying i went through with the abortion and he texts me back one thing... the bbm "phew" face. really?
found my necklace. it was safe with all 6 boxes of peeps that i bought that night.
As for the 14 hours of vodka. I am all that is man.
I shame-fucked to Hotel California, don't tell me about priorities.
classified somewhere between kinky and medically inadvisable
What if he turns back to me, finds me seemingly fondling my breasts, and thinks I'm turned on by eagles?
Anddon't worry about me I have my Darth Vader flashlight
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
That awkward moment when you bring a guy back to your place then have to tell him you only have magnums.
I’m looking forward to our Cougar years. These freshmen know how to fuck
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