But i just feel like he will pull it out and ill panic. I mean its fairly basic. Up and down. But i feel like ill just freak out.
Tampa is so boring. I'm dying. I want lots of cleavage at my funeral. If i cant get laid, i want my friends to. I'm that kind of person
Ways to know you did something wrong: you sugar-coated it for your therapist.
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
Just ran four miles to popeye's. And back. Dedication.
The doctor told me if I woke up with a broken foot and don't know how it happened, I might want to look into getting treatment.
You do realize there's a subtle difference between not remembering your outfit from april 17th of last year vs forgetting that last night you undressed in the street and were grabbing every dick you could reach, right?
Even jesus won't love me after tonight. I'm going hard.
I drank all the drinks. And jump off roof. Yay
she keeps dunkaroos and gatorade in her bed. yep pretty sure im in love.
If that orgasm indicates how the rest of the year is going to go, I need to buy rain boots.
I'd say "I think I gave my TA chlamydia" is an accurate way to sum up my life.
RAAAAAAAAWWWWRRRRRR
THATS ME HOWLING MY ENJOYMENT OF THE THINGS WE CAN DO WHILE GETTING DRUNK
Dear Andy-the problem is not that I slept with your girlfriend, it's that you didn't know she's a lesbian.
I can't talk, I can't walk, I think I'm twitching and I'm not even sure if I'm typing this. Help
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