windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
Remember back in the day when getting fingered in the movie theater was the best thing ever?
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
he said no sex till date three. i said the party was one, mcdonalds two and that i would take him with me to buy cigs for date three.
She pulled out a handful of chest hair. And then gave the room a Brave Heartesque speech.
Could someone please explain the rug burn on the right side of my face and do I need a shot of penicillin?
No like you fell onto the fence. I don't even know how you got into the fenced in area.
U thinks that's bad? He told me that he had to envision high school wrestling in order to bust a nut with some girl
i still can't believe he got laid by going to the bar and handing out "cuddle buddy" application forms
Grass is always greener, Allison, grass is always greener
The grass is drunker and I'm lying down on it
If it wasn't for the fact that I drink during my lunch break I'm pretty sure I would have quit this job by now
Rum and your dick are involved. You're relying on the unreliable narrator.
I can't tell if my need for dick is more than my want to strangle him
I just got yelled at by a stripper for being a tease.
Got electrocuted a second ago, is it weird that I have a boner?
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