I just need someone to hold me and tell me i dont turn boys gay
2 bagels in my tummy and my herpes on my mind
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
I want to spend time with you, and by time, I mean real time. Not your dick in my mouth time.
Which is scary since we both think with our vaginas
i threw up in a box in my own lap driving today.
You know summer is almost over when ur school booty calls start hitting u up as if solidifying their spot in drunken mistakes for next semester
"I gave a guy a handjob last night, on a dog bed, inside a fireplace. It's going to be a good year."
What is this nonsense on the table
Your idea.
I mean the hole taco that was chewed up and spit out
i was on the fire escape while he ate me out for a while before i realized he had shut the door behind us and locked us out and i proceeded to climb down the stairs and climb back into the party through the window.
i can only hope to be on your level one day.
We had sex on roll out bean bag chair, and then proceeded to sleep with a blanket with dolphins on it. Happy birthday to me.
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
One public bathroom does not equal a wedding vow
Reminding you of hookups your brain is trying to suppress. That's what friends are fooooooooor...
I'm covered in jizz and the toll booth lady knew it
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