before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
he asked me what things i liked that he did in bed, and i told him all the things i hated so he would use it on that new bitch and she wouldnt hook up with him anymore.
you for real need to get over him dude
he was like Britney Spears in bed.. a little chubby and too medicated to perform.
there was enough confetti in my bra to throw another NYE party
he peed everywhere. it's like having a puppy.
So I'm about to go to his house and have "I'm really sorry for cheating on you last night" sex
I think my multiple attempts of taking his life, no matter how unintentional they were, has put a damper on our friendship
I'm not sure what happened. But I must have won because I obviously stole two full pitchers of beer from the bar and taped a note on them saying "your welcome"
I distinctly remember seeing your nipples from the deck.
HOW MANY BOYS NOT ONLY APPROVE OF YOUR PLAN TO BECOME POCAHONTAS, BUT WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU DO IT RIGHT? One, the answer is one, and he is the best and if anyone ever tries to steal him I can assure you they will never be heard from again
Did you clean his pubes up off the table yet?
But idk if I cried about life then banged him or banged him and then cried. Chicken or the egg?
I only drink at bars with bathrooms big enough to have sex in.
I am so horny. It's like all the stress of finals week has relocated to my vagina.
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