i just had sex. the condom broke. we're sleeping in to separate beds. And im in albany
my "about me" section on Facebook should read "hell-bound alcoholic who wants to fuck a 40-year-old crackhead"
So all semester this guy and girl have been talking, and today is the last class and we are doing nothing. I would have skipped but I want to see if he seals the deal or pusses out. It's like a season finale.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
What's the appropriateness of putting a 50 cent lyric in my gmas eulogy?
i don't know at this point bringing the fog horn might be a good idea...
I'm more concerned about the fact that I can't feel my gums
I just want to point out that nothing makes my hickie/hangover more obvious than sleeping in a scarf and sunglasses. nothing.
I was standing when I hit it. I barely made it to the couch before the walls started turning into people.
She told me she loves her boyfreind while she was giving me head. He must be a nice guy
I'm on acid right now in three feet of snow. I NEEEED YOOOOUUUU
Listen it's no longer the walk of shame to class when ur leaving the frat house and the brothers ask "when are coming back home"
I lost all interest the day she banged that guy in the Amazon parking lot. That's a special kinda whore.
I can't believe my vagina just got wished happy new year
It was like I was gay for pay but except being gay I became straight and instead of for pay it was for coke.
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