I just realized that i have never seen about 30 percent of my friends sober before
the day after is always just damage control
tailgaiting my last final, a perfect sendoff.
while we were having sex she stopped and said, "god is always watching". Then she started again with no other words said. We were fucked up.
He was having trouble staying hard then just stopped mid-sex and said "it's overheating" while pointing to his dick.
We just had to use a designated driver to get to night class.
It's raining. Will need ride home and blow job.
Can we promise no matter what that we have sex the night the Mayan calendar runs out?
I didn't get a chance to take any pics but the mental snapshot of her boyfriend calling her directly after we finished was a really special moment I wish I could properly share with you.
You may want to re-read your sent texts from last night. You were texting me about your "fire shits" spelled 6 different ways between 3 and 5:30 AM.
I spilled beer everywhere which led to an oil fire and me melting a spatula again. And then I was late to class so I explained what happened to the teacher.
We took her out for fresh air and next thing we knew, she was stumbling around the backyard picking dead leaves up off the ground and putting them in her shirt to "save them".
Why didn't you ever bring me to the pope as a baby so he could kiss me.
Ugh, I should just give up, and fuck him in a parking lot, and shave my head and walk naked through the streets of King's Landing.
It will pretty much be equal to the feeling I had when you let me hold your dick while you were peeing, or when I graduated high school!
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