This isn't the rejection hotline, is it?
I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
Her "get-your-paper-done-early-blowjob" incentive is the thing that has successfully deterred my procrastination
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.
blowing a .13 at 10 AM isn't nearly as cool as I thought it would be.
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
My mom said I should get that 'not fucking anybody' problem fixed.
We welcome drunken adversity.
With open legs.
That would be a dream come true. Seriously, he's like my mount everest, my life's ambition is to climb him.
Pretty sure the shower sex fucked up my hip alignment... im walking like im 104 today
She got drunk on the air plane and pretended to be an elephant for an hour...Atleast the kid behind us enjoyed it.
How do I ask where the Jello shot cups are at Walmart without sounding like white trash?
I think I ripped my underwear last night doing drunk squats
This summer has already been like the best summer ever. FREEDOM IS AWESOME. GOD BLESS AMERICA AND GOD BLESS THE SINGLE LIFE.
I don't think I can get drunk, high or horny enough to even consider that
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