This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
i really did not know you could catch crabs from a sofa until now
woke up next to her writing my name in some journal. apparently she makes every guy she hooks up with sign out.
It's kind of sad that your greatest accomplishment today is that you stood up and didn't fall down.
At least our walk of shames never included a bag of chips and a jar of queso..
So getting drunk in honor of the bomb threat is legit right?
She looked at my cock with a kind of resigned disappointment.
When I left you were in the shower in your socks throwing up screaming it was blood but it was "ok" cuz it's recyclable. By the way it was kool aid.
Itd be nice if there was a level of interest in me somewhere in between the indifference and obsession that I've only been attracting
But the sex is so much better when he already has a girlfriend
He showed me a picture of his family on Instagram and his dad was my Sugar Daddy. ABORT.
She was blacked out on the couch MASTURBATING and whispering to her boyfriend...who wasn't there. I yelled her name and she didn't even pause.
What am I supposed to say? "Oh hey, I can't go out with you tonight because I can't picture myself sleeping with you and I was high and just trying to be nice when I said yes"?
Crop dusting thru forever 21
lord you gonna make me abandon my soup for tasteful catboy nudes
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