dude, your ex-bf is on match.com
details on that.
well, his profile doesn't say anything about herpes.
she's like "i'm so proud of u" ... and then i threw up on myself
Omg just want to confirm: got drunk, naked in street, fucked in bathroom and puked on bart.
I decided that just having that story under my belt and being able to tell it to my grandchildren is worth the regrets of the evening.
She referred to her collection of sex toys as an "arsenal." I'm not sure whether to be scared or excited....
Yes I was being legit. That's the only plant I want in my house. A growing penis.
We had to go visit his dealer in the hospital to buy some weed.
Just took a shot out of a used mini planter. Might die from the pesticides, but didnt want whoever took all of my shotglasses to think they won.
Dude this deaf chick is totally hot, I just bought an apartment on boner ave
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
No other way to put this but the dick was not worth him crying for an hour after. No more online hookups.
I'm giving head in a stairwell, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm so ashamed.
Sooooooo, can scratch getting a pelvic exam by a man dressed as Woody from Toy Story off my list.
You need to write an essay about this experience.
He was even wearing the hat.
Oh god...Did I just fuck a sugar granddaddy?!
I know it sounds cheesy, but i think both me and her mum know they are "thanks for being so cool about finding nudes of your daughter on the camera" flowers
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