Did you go home with that guy without me?
Sorry boo - it's pouring and I found a boy with a car
i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
saw him outside... he got fatter, i got blonder. the winner is obvious.
Everything smells like syrup. But I guess that's better than last time when everything smelled like beer.
i don't even specifically remember last night, it's just one big wonderful lesbianic blur.
he stopped during sex, told me i smelled like McDonald's and went harder..
there is literally a full grown man stuck between the radiator and her bed. i thought i kicked him out 20 minutes ago but nope we found him
She puked her nose ring out of her face.
We were messing around at his place it was going fine until he said, "I'm going to cum, hand me the shot glass"
he doesn't even text me anymore.. he just facebook chats me a shark emoticon which has turned into code for 'be naked at my house in 15 mins'
The only alcohol in the house was a bottle of Sherry. It's like cough syrup that I shotgunned off Strawberry Shortcake's ass.
Sometimes i like to think we arent living together next year and that im living with models that like to experiment but you ruin that fantasy time and time again
Great sex, the promise of us mixing our excellent genetics in the future, and access to drugs are mainly what's holding this relationship together at the moment
Don't worry dude, I've created a sex logic bomb to stop that sort of thing.
We stood outside the room listening to them have sex and making meow noises
That's not right, is it?
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