Me= Watching Ferngully. My neighbor= Having really loud sex including multiple orgasms
Oh God
I know, but the worst part is I'm not really sure which I'd rather be doing. Feel free to re-evaluate our friendship
omg, he ripped it...he ripped my vagina...best. night. ever.
So at what point do I tell her that I like fucking these hot southern girls more than I like my relationship with her?
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
you better not pull some "waking up at 2 in the afternoon" shit, we have weed to smoke.
There are several different types of life sentences in my purse right now.
New one-upper goal: I have to shit off the side of a moving train then jump off
I'm going through our high school yearbook trying to find what boys I want to hook up with this summer. We graduated four years ago. That's a problem.
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
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...
All I know is that I woke up with glitter all over me and blood on my shoes. It wasn't my blood.
I think I was just hit on by Jesus Christ. This is not okay. Bad Touch. I NEED AN ADULT!
Calm the hell down, it's just stoner Bob.
MESSY REBOUND SEX HERE I COME! Time to start stretching to fit in my back seat again ...
Started out playing table tennis then ended up fucking him on the table. Happy cinco de mayo
You went outside, peed in the front yard, and asked me to bring you some toilet paper.
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