OMG MY MOM JUST ASKED IF I WAS GETTING PAP SMEAR TOMORROW VERY LOUDLY WHILE WE ARE STANDING IN A VERY PUBLIC LINE.
She walked in, looked at the bed, sniffed, sighed, and went to grab her cleaning supplies. I'd say she knows.
And he was super vague about his life, it was frustrating. I totally boned a homeless guy, didn't I?
you kept introducing yourself to guys as "never going to happen"
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
How do I discreetly dispose of sex toy packaging that is recyclable? What to do...what to do?
hot boxing the bathroom at chili's. where the fuck are you, it's too big of a box for just one person.
Typing up notes at the bar and doing shots with the bartender until close on a Wednesday. This is what my second year of law school has become.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
It says a lot about the way my life is going right now that 'there's no shit in your house' is fucking good news.
He started french braiding my hair while I was blowing him. The question is not why, but how.
I just woke up on the living room floor at my parents house. The last thing I remember was making a scene at Buffalo Wild Wings because our waitress "Sent the game into overtime" with a 0-0 score
then you dropped a clam in a draught beer like it was a drop shot and and started chugging as beer spewed all over your body.
Cocaine bath bombs are a really bad idea
If I had your ass I would rule the world
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