He wanted to take me out and said we could "go huntin in the woods."
I was totally willing to let her keep giving me blowjobs as long as she didn't think we were in a relationship.
Just opened a beer with eyelash curlers... miss you.
So where are we on this whole, you write my paper...i do sexual favors situation?
All she said to me last night is that when her eyes roll back, to release my choke hold.
He said last night that he'd never had such a great conversation and such a great handjob at the same time.
I mean, we do coke and have sex occasionally...I wouldn't call that a relationship.
I apparently started to text you last night. All it said was 'the whole clam'. I hope that means something to you.
You don't care if I shave my legs, but you insist I be conscious for sex. Whatever. I really think your priorities are out of whack.
Got with someone dressed up as Allen from the hangover so that's where I'm at in life
I just wanna be able to fart and do my homework but he won't leave
Now I don't feel like I'm sweating cheeseburger all the time.
I need to show you how I feel about you by fucking you repeatedly.
I swear we were drugged last night
We had a 130$ tab bitch. We drugged ourselves.
Just convinced the cute guy from class that I have prostate cancer. GET ME OUT OF THIS TOWN!
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