Sandwiches eeeeeeverywhere.
U know u have sex too much when u have lube in ur rolliball on ur blackberry
i purposely bought her a small sweater. My way of saying, you've gotten fat.
I have beard burns on my inner thighs. I'd say last night went pretty well.
It's when I'm in my pajamas and in need of a gin delivery that I miss NYC most of all.
I was talking to some girls while you were falling off your bar stool into the person next to you.
A Bum and I jusst hugged. its not even 8 pm.
all i could think about while he was eating me out was how pretty his eyelashes were
It was your ex but it was not eighties night, it was pudding wrestling. And either thank you or I'm sorry depending on the state of my pants left on the doorstep
please tell me we weren't that bad as freshmen
i can't, we're worse now
id one day like to live in a world full of emotionless and wonderfully fullfilling sex...
Ask him to get me chedder bratwurst instead of the molly
Unless if you guys already left. Then I want the molly
He's mad about lube? You know what, don't even. I'm not in the proper mindset to discuss lube.
His mom let me come to his house for a Booty call at 4am. She even cooked us breakfast in the morning and told me im a better moaner than his girlfriend of 4yrs.
My life is just a trash fire of work and Japanese video games now
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