yes i saw that this morning. it was my mailbox.
I feel like if im whacking off more now that i have a gf than i did when i was single, somethings wrong.
I vote intervention dinner around 6, make up movie around 7:30ish, then apology drinks all night. Then hangover waffle house in the morning.
if you lined all their dicks up next to eachother, it would be like at&t bars
I've taken to hiding pictures of us around his room so that he'll forever feel guilty for dumping me on Valentine's Day... And to potentially cock block any hook ups.
All I remember is you introducing yourself to the entire basketball team using the line "I'll show you a slam dunk."
the two person party stopped when i realized that he tried to throw a hammer at my head.
Hardly remember what he looks like and the man has seen me passed out spread eagle. I begin this journey with such a disadvantage.
THERE IS A GOAT THERE IS A GOAT IN MY BED IT IS EATING MY THONG WHAT DID YOU DO
you were telling us about the time you had sex in an alley and he stopped, looked up and said 'it was a cul-de-sac' and went right back to what he was doing.
dude he's still passed out in my bathtub. and his dick is half way in a 40 bottle... i really hope he was just trying to piss in it
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
I'm gonna forget you just shared your personal blowjob aesthetic with me and move on
all I remember the next morning was crawling through the doggy door and finding my underwear in my purse
sorry bout the carpet, but you DID call it "blackout punch" not "don't vom on my floor punch"
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