I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
She was so happy she found her sunglasses, that she blew me. Im now randomly hiding things of hers in hopes she'll find them and I'll get a repeat performance.
you are the best fuck buddy i could have, all the others get feelings and morals involved
he broke up with me while standing outside, half naked, waiting to fuck him. i feel like a leper right about now.
just gave another girl i passed on the walk of shame a high five
Thats the worst face I've ever seen you make an I've seen you throw up in your own hair.
I'm sorry the first time we hungout you had to witness me throw up in the ocean then army crawl to shore.
I'm impressed you managed to decipher 'annslqllpprebBcncnj' into 'I'm drunk at the Vic, come pick me up and do me on the kitchen table'
she says she's going to shake me awake in 15min intervals if I pass out
this was your mom?
She's the second Ashley to meet and blow me in the same night. Sensing a trend.
The last text I sent him was about nachos. Frankly, if he can't respond positively to that he can fuck off...
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I don't know how or when he is sober long enough to donate plasma
Woke up with two different flip flops on sum burnt at the beach. Who are these French kids plz come back
I have to touch the horse lube. :-(
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