we'll hang out once this whole, "your friends are robbers and drug addicts" thing blows over with my parents.
I think I just met the technical qualifications for binge drinking in five minutes
we talked about european history as he fucked me from behind in the shower... i think it was a success
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
You told him you loved him!?
I mean if he translated "Zi luve ku" as that then yes.
I should have but it might be too early in this fuckbuddyship to emasculate him
I think this breakup is Gods way of telling me I deserve a bigger dick
I plan on gettn treatment center drunk
I'm functioning at the level of a challenged walrus.
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
We had on the same team jersey so at the time it made sense to hook up.
Duh.
Ok so in the last 18 months I have now driven four different dudes into counseling. I'm like heroin with a vagina.
I'm telling you, I 'm beginning to think that my vagina is magical.
Dude you came into the room last night soak and wet and told me you just took a shit in the shower
Is it sad that my idea of a quality foursome would involve one person eating me out while the other two rub my feet?
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