You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
then she came back into the room with a neckbrace on. i thought she was getting ready for the pounding of a lifetime.
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
I think the phrase "baptist college" should be an oxymoron.
In Canada she would be a 10 but here in America she's only a 7
[insert really romantic bullshit about how much i love you and how beautiful you are so you will suck my dick tonight]
I made him tell me how he proposed to his wife before I'd bang him. I have a problem.
idk. I was on the deck with Dominic and i felt something weird on my arm. I looked down and you were licking my elbow.
there's a guy in the del taco parking lot doing pushups. let's be his friends
SORRY! Pervert came out for a bit. BAD PERVERT! BACK IN YOUR HOME!
he stopped talking to me, quit his job, moved out of the province and then told me it was "no big" when I called him apologizing...
I guess I'm just gonna have to learn to live with the fact that I'm the guy who takes his pants off at the party and tries to start an orgy
starting to feel like a fuck wizard with a magical sixth sense for people fucking.
I woke up on the green space outside our dorm cradling a watermelon and sucking my thumb. College is crazy man.
He corrected my spelling during sexting.
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