i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i still was a whore
I want to give my boyfriend great head for his birthday...can i practice on you?
85% positive I just found a hair of a certain variety wayyy in the back of my mouth between two teeth while flossing.
no, literally. he fb chatted me and said "since you're online i figured we could bang tonight?"
I passed out in the stadium during the 4th quarter and you guys just left me there?
Yea, but we put money for a cab in your pocket.
Complete silence. Background Willy Wonka music. An empty back of Lay's BBQ chips. These are the ingredients for an extreme acid trip.
by "whatever happens, happens" i meant "we are totally hooking up again on tuesday." i thought that was obvious.
I remember doing shots of gin, then I have this strange memory of us making out in the womens room at waffle house.
I regret none of it.
I quit life. I got pulled over on my way to work and they towed my car and dropped me off at work in a cop car
The hotel had a helipad. Of course we had sex on it.
seriously considering getting an electric blanket rather than sleeping with guys this winter for warmth.
And now let us go forth, and be garbage people in public.
Isn't that our default mode?
I just used a bag of jelly beans as an arm weight...I'm not sure what to think of myself
is it sad that the highlight of my saturday night was waiting till 3 in the morning to hear about your saturday night?
I'm pretty sure he sprained my clit...
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