I'm too scared of my Fleshlight to even use it anyway.
He proposed that we "bone". I've completely given up on boys.
I took a bird feeder and filled it with alka-seltzer. Can you say fireworks?
we are both sitting on my bed desperately refreshing the order tracking page for dominos.
Struggs. It's also 90 degrees out but I'm not sure I can feel heat or cold any more. Too hungover.
Something strange is happening to me, I think I miss hooking up with girls sober
I've decided to be proactive and make a sex playlist on my phone to avoid any awkward moments in my upcoming slutty summer
I wish I could walk around this campus with a big stamp that says "Approved" and just stamp girls asses as they pass.
I kept calling him escargot instead of Estaban..I don't think that was the wisest choice.
Oh and no more ball pics to my family. Got in a little trouble over that. They have no sense of humor.
I'm actually drinking gin and juice out of a floridas natural carton...so if that has any indication of how I'm doing
This mustache is awesome. I can't pass by a mirror without looking in it and thinking damn, I'd like to give that guy a handy.
Honestly, this is a first for me. I've always prided myself on my ability to pretend to get along with others.
No, gay couples have the same problems straight ones do; I wish that we could go back to the days when he would shit with the door closed.
I just woke up in his bed.. in a cardboard castle, with a Justin Bieber poster on the ceiling staring down at me, cuddling with 4 empty PBR cans. I win.
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