For some reason, Oliver from Hannah Montana reminds me of pudding.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
So, we're going at it on the sink when a German kid walks in and starts brushing his teeth. I love hostel sex.
He's currently rapping every word to 'more money more problems' at what could be a over 30s gay bar. I'm not sure yet. More info to come.
He's blaming gravity for his problems right now, so put that in perspective
let's just say if he has a penis and he hypothetically needs to put it somewhere... i would take care of that for him.
The sex was so good I went temporarily numb. Slightly embarrassing when she pointed out I was kissing my own arm.
you're expensive. Idk about all this. What happened to free make outs?
Sobriety and mild self-respect
I FOUND THE NORMAL CONDOMS. THIS IS GOD TELLING ME TO CHASE AFTER MY DREAM.
I ripped the door frame off last night too. Just remembered.
This is going to ruin my future wedding planner career, but isn't it better the groom knows he's gay BEFORE he gets married?
Just walk up to him nice, spread your legs like smooth peanut butter on toast and scream "LOOK AT MY BEAVER! LOOK AT IT!!"
I really want to throw this drink in your face but it was 6 dollars that shits expensive
He was feeling me up but acting like he was asleep. Like WTF does that mean??
Floor bacon is actually really good