Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
yeah, he just sent me a picture of himself with his shirt off.... It didnt turn me on, it just made me want to buy him a big mac....
Thank you for the breast cancer awareness themed circle of death. Had it been any other time I would not have played topless.
slow down on the beer.. we don't need another pentabong projectile hot dog incident
I don't think I'd trust a marching band with trampolines to not cause serious damage to themselves/ property.
This lumberjack with a huge beard is doing his group presentation in a dirty t shirt that says "I'm only 2 girls short of a threesome"
There are two types of people in this world I don't trust: people who collect stamps, and people who don't drink
no one ever believes me when I try explaining to them that your straight. I'm all like, "yeah that's his girlfriends dress he's stretching out"
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
I like that you use a Disney movie to describe the starting of our BDSM relationship, lmao
Is there a single word to describe 'the last guy she slept with before meeting her husband'? Cause there should be.
Should we make a shared Google doc list of places we want to fuck? Like a scavenger hunt?
He asked if I could not say his name during sex cause he liked the girl in the apartment above me.
there is puke in my bra ... again
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