he kept farting in my kitchen and blaming it on the dog. then we went to wendy's and he spent twenty minutes in the bathroom. im pretty sure he shit his pants.
you should have known when you found out he drove a mini cooper not to hang out with him.
aparently i pased my english final. I don't even remember taking it.
He wants to know how I lost my bra in his pants....id like to know too
the story is to long to tell you via txt so when you notice the tattoo on your ass call me.
Now that there's no chance of him coming over to fuck anymore, I'm going to put up a one-person tent in my bedroom and live in it. My bed reminds me of him.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
Would be fun, plus since its in public I'll keep my penis in my pants
I've actually, minus lsat night have actually changed my drinking habits
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
420 is off to a bad start. Mark wake/baked WAY too much, and he has spent over $50 on the claw machine in the grocery store.
yeah I woke up in jail with two different shoes on and neither of them were mine
I'm excited for him and his new girlfriend. I'm just going to miss his penis is what I'm saying.
Mixing Powerade and white wine has been one of my better ideas.
Please clarify that he is speaking of beer pong and not rough sex
Went upstairs to make PopTarts, found the door open. Shut it. Saw a grey thing. Opened the door, found a girl sleeping outside. What the fuck happened last nigh
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