I bet he comes in French.
Remember, sex is not sex til both people cross the finish line. Until then, it is just a favor.
i have this gut feeling friday is going to be interesting.\nAnd by interesting I mean I feel like im going to get punched in the face by his girlfriend.
I saved him as teletubby in my phone....that can't be a good sign. I'm not answering.
I just horrified a large group of people. Congrats on dating me.
I'm sorry you couldn't sneak away today. You're the only guy I'm fucking that I can talk with about the other guys I'm fucking, and I need some advice
I have already decided that it happened in an alternate universe since both of the people involved don't remember it and we only have the word of a sober person that it happened at all
I have migrated to the couch. Minimal movement is still happening, but I should be mobile enough to go to the liquor store by eight.......so that good.
In a bar surrounded by couples hooking up. I'm just staring at one. Not drunk enough. Come save me.
There is a doctor sitting next to me at lunch talking about the engorged scrotum surgery he did this morning and I am about to lose my professional grown adult facade.
I told people at my moms bar that all I needed to sober up was to get my asshole licked, and I blame you 110%.
I'm so festive that I used my jack o lantern bucket as a just in case barf bin
We just broke up and deleting his dick pics is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
Should I wear my "kiss me I'm highrish" shirt for my drug screen today?
this is the second night in a row i've fucked a guy i met on craigslist. and it wasn't even a post for sex. i posted a housing ad. A HOUSING AD
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