covered in glitter, my cheek hurts, and theres a handprint on my face. Would i do it again. Absolutly
nothing says platonic group sex like a campfire and smores
friends with benefits? more like friends with awkward sexual tension
I call it my summer of slut; except summer lasts from May until December. It's been incredibly successful
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
So I vaguely remember making out with you this morning, I think you were on a date?
We started telling people we were married, and then we hooked up on a park bench
You called me at 3 am and I rode my flat ass bike that I dug out of my garage in the dark to meet you at dunkin donuts for a 10 minute convo about your mother and you didn't drive me home.
you owe me a blunt and a bottle of moscato.
IM WAITING BITCH. ANSWER ME.
i woke up and found a picture of his grandma in my purse.. im a kelpto
Neither a grow-er nor a show-er. More like a no-er. If he didn't have testicles, I'm not sure you could tell he was a male, even standing there naked. There will be no second date.
Just in case the world ends tomorrow, I have an emergency contact group of booty calls I can send a quick "let's fuck" to before I die.
Congrats. You made me have an orgasm in Starbucks.
Yes. Ice cream tacos are an important aspect in the bridge of friendship
His dick is a spiritual experience and meditation is very important to me.
It's called life, you pretentious bitch. Grow up.
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