You can't hide fat with big sunglasses.
I enjoy that i have a whole shelf of clothes that I've accumulated from random sex. You know the ones you get to make the morning after look less awkward like similar to an athletes trophy shelf
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
he just found out his girl is having a boy. he's probably googling "Ed Hardy diapers" as we speak.
the guy i hooked up with is asleep on our couch. please dont fuck him.
I'm so horny
I have no idea who this is, but I'm up for a lecture on self-respect
You wouldn't let me clean the puke off your face because I'd mess up your cat whiskers. Now that's dedication.
Emergency! LinkedIn connected me to a hotornot hookup from sophomore year... slutty phase sphere has officially invaded grown up professional sphere. My illusions of interweb sexual anonymity have been exploded.
No way. Every time you have sex with him you'll end up staring into those eagle eyes and stop mid-orgasm.
im starting to recognize places in this city by where i have drunkenly peed in public
KNEE DEEP IN HOES. SEND HELP.
I think my body is literally trying to get me to reproduce. "fuck someone! Anyone!" - my body
My boobs are feeling quite sensitive so I told them, " you is smart, you is kind, you is important" that should do the trick.
he taught all the little kids to ski. it was stupid hot. i'm pretty sure my ovaries exploded.
I didn't even know his name until he texted me the next day and told me I should take a plan B pill. Thanks Danny.
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