We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
i think 'regret' was last night's theme. i could taste it in my mouth and woke up next to it.
The walk of shame is slightly more complicated when you wake up in the wrong country...
I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
it is 7:54 and i am surrounded by drunk old people. drunk enough that my grandmother and her friend just compared boobs. as in, shirts off, bras coming down. save me.
you're letting him buy you a plane ticket...to kentucky...so you can fuck him?
i know. i'm only adding to the interstate sex trade problem.
If your dick isn't up when i get home you're catching tonight.
He broke into my apartment to check his Facebook again, the beer is all gone, and there's a new high score on pac man.
Pretty sure I humiliated the fuck out of myself last night after I was dared to attempt to give myself head. I hate vodka
You were riding my three year old's train yelling, 'I think I can, I think I can!!'
I thought I could.
we got stoned then he started showing me how to make his penis look like a hamburger...if that's not true love idk what love is
Just a suggestion, don't apricot scrub your vagina.
You’re about to have a sober threesome with a rando at a Fenway bar?
Your boobs are like a folk legend.
apparently i ended up downloading "thats amore", giving him head, and singing it... all at the same time
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