Me too. I'd like to spend all next summer high and drunk and riding ponies and boys.
I just masterbated while imagining him getting hit by a truck. I have hit a completely unacceptable level of anger & bitterness. Help.
she tried giving me head in the pool. it was more entertaining than pleasurable
whenever he goes down on me he looks at me and I just want to poke him in the eyes
Romer got arrested for getting in a bar fight with a bus boy because he was trying to steal a keg, had it all the way to the car
I haven't had nearly enough lesbian experiences to fully commit to this relationship.
She was kind of put off because I kept calling her baby my spirit animal and staring hungrily at her breasts.
If she were to ever cheat on her husband, I'm positive I'm the the go to guy. Which flatters me and weirds me out at the same time.
I hate it when fuck holes buy me drinks at the bar. You don't know my order. You don't know me. You don't know where I've been. You don't know my life.
I don't have to hold her hair back as she blows me but I do have to hold the ball on the Santa hat
WHY DOES HE HAVE TO CALL WHEN I'M MASTURBATING?! This time I'm really pissed. It's like he knows he's depriving me of orgasms.
Awareness is good for change and all, but ignorance is bliss. I like bliss.
Lmfao. We asked what you wanted to eat and you said vagina. I don't care what kind. Fresh, barbecue, roasted on a camp fire. I just want it on my taste buds.
Whats a little naked between friends. Just don't laugh or I'll be scared for life.
He wanted me to do the rubix cube. He thought it was hot.
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