I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
I least I know I can't get pregnant because it's on my hair
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
Handcuffed. To. Steering. Wheel. Fuck.
still finding ketchup in my shoes. thanks to graduation that is probably the last time ill ever say that..
i think my love is proven by the fact that i still want to have sex with you after this conversation
my liver gets a handicap on account of the whole being diseased thing
Currently doing my walk of shame down a floating dock. No more guys who live on a boat EVER AGAIN
I may or may not have shit out a layer of my liver after that weekend.
I really want to text him and congratulate him on having a bigger penis than the guy I dumped him for, but I thought that might be awkward...
I'm sorry I did drugs then got really loud and bitchy at your party and judged your choice in one night stands.
He's so twisted that he's acting out Dragon Ball-Z by himself. The Tanquray and THC combo doesn't play around.
I've decided that it's a bad thing. But I've also decided that I don't give a fuck.
I told him he had to put his dick inside of me at approx 1159 to ensure it was birthday sex. i was 19 when he entered me.. came out 20. winning.
Consume your own penis you ugly freak.
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