After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
when i got to my bed there was a handwritten note that said "wash the sheets." sleeping on the couch.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
I could seriously attempt to try and saw my head in half with a butter knife cause im pretty sure it could not hurt any more than it already does
I need to cry about outer space to someone. Can I call you?
I miss the days of selfishly blowing a load in the condom without her knowing and acting all like "we shouldn't do this" so she would get dressed and leave.
You want anything?
Gatorade and you naked.
I JUST MADE OUT WITH A BRITISH SOCCER PLAYER. LONG LIVE THE QUEEN. GOD BLESS THAT COUNTRY.
No, the high point was when you stood on a chair and shouted you were the god of tits and wine.
You never know true fear until you're on your period in a house full of white furniture.
Just because you have put things in my vagina does not mean you know me
I don't think I bit anyone but I woke up to scrapes knees, bruises and new friends.
i'm sitting in my room 'bout to smoke a bowl. also, i found out that you don't need a permit to own a tiger in wisconsin, so we're buying one when we move in together.
there is puke in my bra ... again
I looked into her soul, didn't I?
You eye-fucked her soul.
Randomize
