Where is the hickey?
I bet they all look and smell like Amy Winehouse
friends with benefits? more like friends with awkward sexual tension
For Halloween this year I'm gonna go as Angelina from Jersey Shore. I'm gonna yell "umm HELLO?!," cockblock someone, then leave the party early
Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
Well, practice makes perfect. Let's start playing Eye of the Tiger and do a blowjob training montage.
The penis is a tricky weapon to use. When using it as leverage you have to make it seem emotional. I'd rather use it as a club sometimes.
There's always a certain something about a day that begins with your panties in your purse.
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
I'm sure I'll run in to him again, there's only so many VA detoxes.
I think my favorite day of the week is the day we get to fuck
party devolved into two exes battling with Cal's tiki torches, and the lawn being set on fire kinda sorta and then we all hula'ed... hulaed?
Typical. We're ready to go, and you're not wearing pants.
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