You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
My bra smells like weed because there's weed in my bra
we've progressed from teabagging to lighting eachothers asses on fire. this cannot be a good path.
Half my make-up was stuck to his thigh where I'd fallen asleep after the blowjob.
I just made a steamroller out of a christmas ornament. I feel so festive.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
He picked up a chick with a line about the price of used cars in Sri Lanka and developing economies. Step it up.
You lifted he top layer off his birthday cake and made it say 'eat me' in the cookie monster voice so yeah he knew.
You showed your tits for hundreds of beads but magically became shy when there was food on the line
i mean i'm drinking free wine with lesbians and listening to sinead oconnor so i'm not sure who won that breakup
If I just skip sleeping, does hangover still happen? Gonna try it. Will report back. StTAND BY
My room looks so cute. Who wouldn't want to hook up with me in here?
I'm to the point where I just want to get back at him in a hot man sex tornado way.
I get dinner and bf perks from the one guy. But dick with no commitment from the other. I’m living my best life.
You've been inside me, dude. There's no such thing as TMI.
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