Where??
Against the wall. In corner. Only gave him head though don't worry
she keeps a pillow, blanket, and a pack of saltines under the bathroom sink, for "rough nights".
There is an old man sitting across from me. Phone rang and his ringtone is children giggling, I'm not safe here.
obviously you don't know the college version of myself. if there's something i'm ALWAYS willing to put up for it's alcohol.
he yelled at me for calling the fat girl fat. if I can't call out fat girls to my brother who do i have?
mid blow job she looked up and said "we aren't even facebook friends!"
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
I need to stop drinking and eating and start working out. I look like the lovechild of John Goodman and Jabba the Hutt.
Marshall is naming all the elements of my face. I love science nerds.
Just got back from the tanning beds. I'm a lobster. I fear for the safety of my nipples falling off.
like stop just cause your whole life has been one enormous reject pile does not mean that i have to suffer too
Every time we have sex, I feel his dick ramming my soul into submission. Problem is..... I LIKE THAT SHIT!
The only thing he told me before he passed out was that he is from Buffalo and I'm a bitch.
You'll love it there. Trust me. Cheap tequila, pretentious beer, tall white guys who will treat you badly. Its got everything you like.
I don’t want to brag, but vows, morals and will power are no match for my blow job skills
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