I just wanted to let you know that if you dont tell me to stop texting i will still keep on trying, you matter to me
restraining order is on its way, crazy bitch
Good. I was naked most of the night. But sometimes I would wear my tux vest...But only my tux vest. It was classy
nothing says platonic group sex like a campfire and smores
I'm like 99% sure I made out with Kevin Spacey last night. Not good.
It doesn't matter if I tell the story beginning to end or end to beginning, the story still starts with a random girl blowing me in the bathroom.
Just croosed over that too drunk for chemistry class line
the room spins SO much faster in panama
all i remember is him tryin to explain to the girls how to effectively hit the strip club with their bfs
hes actually pretty persuasive when he drinks
you'll be horrified to know he's visiting next weekend
You two are a rollercoaster of sex and silence.
Just know I'm having fun but I still have my motor functions.
Seriously, she had fingers that made me thank a god I don't even believe in that I'm gay.
I found my limit. I will not, in fact, blow my 78 year old professor for an A in his class.
After that time I came to the conclusion that jeeps are the best cars to have sex in
So is seeing the guy's penis that I'm talking to something you're into or nah?
it's like the easy bake oven version of plastic surgery
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