Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
dude there is absolutely no room for a slide in our room
Some dude just came up to me and stroked my beard, smiled and left. Shave?
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
Yeah. I realized I have a weakness for drugs and I need to move somewhere where I don't know how to find them.
I mean, I can get to know him eventually. The time frame doesn't really matter. I'll have sex with him regardless of whether he's interesting or not.
I cant believe im wasting my plan b experience on this guy. I should have saved it for someone special.
soon, soon....
I don't believe you anymore. You're like the boy who cried coitus.....
my last clear memory of the night was being offered a shot but having so much alcohol in my hands that someone literally had to pour it in my mouth for me. after that it pretty much skips to waking up face down and shirtless on my floor.
I'm glad that even though we are states apart our whorish hearts beat as one
I was his one phone call from jail and I hung up on him. He's fine though were gonna go to a party now.
If you magically turned into a tall white gay guy, ignore this message. If not, then I'm sure someone has your fb password.
i'm pretty sure you can't sue someone for "Taking a shit on my kitchen floor."
He ate me out while I finished season 1 of Stranger Things. If that's not a modern day relationship goal, then I don't know what is.
She gave me a collar. When I asked what this was for she replied "I'm taming your dick"
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