You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
She left me a voicemail too. It's just her moaning her name repeatedly
I think the fact that my first kiss is now in a porno says a lot about why my life is the way it is
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
I just realized that two weekends in a row we ended up in a bathroom with two different boys asking us for a threesome. does this happen to everyone?
In fairness it was pretty good sex, but I still wasn't expecting the mass cheering and applause he got on leaving my tent
You sent me snap chats of you guys having sex. Like plural. It was like flip book porn, I'm traumatized.
I got to see a stripper that did magic last night. It was glorious.
Sext: Bring me pancakes from the midnight breakfast gathering please
The fact that he quoted freebird as his breakup speech was a little more classy than expected
Bought a gym bag tonight. Used it to bring my Taco Bell in the house.
Should we make a shared Google doc list of places we want to fuck? Like a scavenger hunt?
Tell me why I woke up with your dads construction shirt on, nothing else, and had jelly donuts with a note from a girl named cathryn that said "we had a kinky night with peanut butter". p.s. Im by the layin by the lawnmower
I may have just got motorboated by a male stripper who told me I should be a porn star and not a vet student.
as a guy is it bad that even my mom called me easy?
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