I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
So, I'm pretty sure I just jacked off and my gf 17 m/o son caught me. IDK how long he was standing in the crib, but he definately saw the grand finale.
I feel dirty and I went home alone. Bars should be like airlines and make fat girls pay double for everything.
My brain is officially off for summer until late august. If that guy wants to fuck me, he better do it soon.
i always knew that i'd have sex in your room, i just assumed it would be with you
hr gave me pretxwk salad and a doubke shot of grey goose. i approve! tou guys are a beautidil couple.
I think not having bongs in close range is good for my academia
he has decreed that i can sleep with anyone who has the same name as him. line up all the toms
Met my future wife peeing in the men's room. I stood in for the missing door on the stall. We really hit it off talking about how her butt didn't even touch the seat from all the years of squat lifting in high school.
I feel like I was eaten by a coyote, then shit over a cliff...
I drunkenly called my ex on Skype last night and didn't talk, just smiled real big at him until I fell asleep.
I've got to stop fucking tourists. If Chicagos piazza is anything like their dicks. I'm moving.
What do you expect from her? Do you remember that creepy man she dated who saturated a pillowcase in his musky cologne and mailed it to her and she still slept with him.
I was covered in mud from my knees down, I smelt like the inside of a port-a-potty and only had mascara on one eye. . . so you know your usual Sunday brunch.
My sack is cleanly shaven and the rest of my body has been manscaped. i even put aftershave on my junk. i feel sleek like a fighter jet right now.
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