we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
Yea...but the guy who is beating me has a ponytail. So actually, I'm the winner here.
I was really sad when you left and cried. And i don't know what a face promise is, but apparently i made you make one.
He somehow managed to accomplish karate kicking a door down, cockblocking my friend in the room, and writing "tits" all over the house with a blue sharpie.
please dont ever try to drink horizontally again. I thought I was going to have to give you cpr
As much as I'm all for laying on his living room couch, watching spongebob and having spoon sex, it's becoming a routine.
At least I tried to be smart when I brought the alarm clock into the bathroom just in case I fell asleep.
I'm dealing with this like an adult, cupcakes and beer.
i think the sex is so good because i get a contact high just from fucking him
So I've been in more fights on one leg than I've had on two.
we just talked about our morning and what we were doing for the day and he handed me the addies and i took $50 out of my bra in front of a bunch of frat guys. so the mornings going really well
His status said "sad." of course I liked it. I don't even care that I was the only one. Facebook isn't your god damn journal, we don't care about your problems.
Yes dating, but it seems easier to just live in a perpetual state of Netflix, internet porn, and cheese.
She shoved her hand down my pants and held my cock for thirty minutes in the bar. It was like she was letting all the other females know I was hers.
i woke up on the third floor, naked in a closet.
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