I don't understand why some guys want to have a huge conversation while standing at the urinal with cock in hand...
Alex texted me. Bootycall boy #2. its like an alarm goes off once i'm single that the line is open again
I sware she could use her own nose as a dildo.
thank you for introducing me to everyone on chat roulette as I was passed out.
I'm drinking Dom Perignon from the bottle with a straw just to piss of some french dude.
this is the second time in my life i thought i might need to go to rehab. im including all the mornings that i wake up in dewey beach as "the first time"
I feel like you pissing on my ping pong table isn't something to be proud of.
Just for future questioning, I didnt break up with you over text
He told me about how he pissed his pants last weekend like it was a normal part of conversation. Within 10 minutes I was going home with him. I think he put me under some kind of spell.
All I remember is passing out with an umbrella over my head and waking up screaming bad luck for seven years
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
You also once spent an entire hour explaining the origin of the strip steak to me.
We dated for a month and a half. he didn't like blow jobs. I honestly don't think he was human.
I'm super depressed and stressed and I just want spaghetti and sex...
Just a little drinking. So much fun and love. The world is a shiny wonderful sphere in the sky so why shouldn't we celebrate?
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