Funny thing- my attraction to each one is inversely proportional to his level of availability.
I ride home in a shopping cart. Don't at like you aren't jealous.
it's kind of nice to have a picture of me making out with someone and actually know who it is for once
When i asked him what happened all he said was, the toucan... the toucan... over and over again.
She saved the condom from the first time we did it.
I swear he shrunk like 2 inches. Remind me that drunk sex needs to remain drunk sex.
I don't know what he did but now I'm terrified of mustache rides and it's only movember 3rd
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
I still love him regardless of his misguided forays into heterosexuality
I'm helping my Mormon ex boyfriend from high school embrace his inner cross dresser. This is truly god's work.
I haven't even booked my flights yet and I have my drug supply sorted
Hearing them have a conversation is like listening to water buffalo have sex. Awkward and scarring.
Ill go to bed but tamed sharks isnt so much of a bad idea. Not for riding
For the first time in my life, I may be the most normal person in the room.
Update: I am definitely the most normal person in this room. And the least tattooed.
Your cousin just directly asked you for nudes
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