He toold me that when we were younger I was his boner buddy.
I just used my 7th grade year book to figure out who I hooked up with last night. Being home is magical.
Then he showed me his sketchbook. Every drawing was a hand in different 'fingering positions'. Dear JESUS.
I honestly think the worst part about the night is they just kicked us out of the park and we didn't even get to go into Disneyland Jail
I walked by the two of them and mouthed "fuck me" based on there reaction I think they just came in their pants
I sent "Rawrrrr" to 151 matches on Tinder. I feel like thats a substantial size of the DC female population.
I've realized that I'm going to have to wake and bake every morning to make it through the summer without killing someone. This is ridiculous.
How do I go about this? "Hey, its my birthday in 40 minutes. Would you like to come over for some sex? Also, please bring snacks"?
Aaaaaaaand dick pic. God bless america, and god bless tinder.
He's like a father figure to me, except we have casual drunk sex every now and then
when i woke up with 300+ messages I didn't except them to be about coyotes and burning shoes.
he's a mother fucking interior design major!! we boned and fell asleep and now we're laying in bed discussing what color i should paint my room. i'm marrying him
I was sprawled on his bed and heard him and a girl walk in the apartment. I jumped out the window and am walking down main street wrapped in an american flag blanket. Can you pick me up?
enjoying your night?
do dogs like to salsa?
I dont know if that answers my question or not
That time of your life is like a blur to me. There was churches, car fucking, and conservatives
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