Her underwear doesnt even match. If youre going to be a face book whore at least have matching shit.
It's one of the reasons i'm here, along with emotional support, physical support if you need it, and power orgasms.
his mom called while we were having sex and asked if we could finish in his brothers room because her ceiling fan was about to fall on her bed
hes the hot one from work who thought i was dead after my party
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
I looked up while we were having sex to see him covering my pillow pet's eyes with his free hand. I think I'm in love
Do you know how I hurt my ankle or my shoulder? Or the origin of any of the following mystery bruises: left quad, left wrist, right elbow. Thanks for playing.
making a list of all the places we've peed. separate list of places we peed when we were stoned
you were crying saying "if you love me you will find me a loaf of bread"
Just saw some dude tumble down the stairs of the bar while leaving...fist pump...and then sprint down the road
It was like something out of a fucked up fairy tale. He just crowdsurfed over to her while riding a keg, said "come sail with me", and then the crowd carried them off into the night. What.
Someone came into our hotel room and took our remote
What should I do?
Honestly and this might sound scary... But I want to get high and play with weapons
I need to immerse myself in a tub of peroxide to kill whatever traces of him are on me.
Not my lover. I would rather lose all my teeth, and I fucking love my teeth.
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