Phease come get me i thought i was in a place i don't even understand
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
he said that he wanted to outsmoke the rain, I don't know what that means but I'm gonna go help him
your dad made us margaritas and breakfast on the morning. I think it's safe to say he relives his glory days through us
FACT: the parking lot attendant was yelling "NO SEX HERE! NO SEX" at yall.
hungover and i feel like a burrito
like eating one or like you are one?
like i am one.
I hear sloppy seconds go great with fried rice
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
We can't tell anyone we fucked because I'm still trying to get with your friend. Is she coming next weekend?
Is "when in doubt date the guy with the bigger dick" a good philosophy?
I am his drunk Jesus. I will love him from afar because he's my little lamb
I've now spilled wine and got poptarts all over my cast. So much for my doc taking me seriously...
Remember that time we were together? Yeah, I don't miss that.
...i have a beer in one hand, and a chicken wing in the same. typical tuesday, right?
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