with her its the mind over matter factor, i dont mind and she dont matter
all i wanted was to be slutty. now i'm meeting him for drinks tomorrow because he woke up before i had a chance to sneak out and was too polite to say no
i have this gut feeling friday is going to be interesting.\nAnd by interesting I mean I feel like im going to get punched in the face by his girlfriend.
He gave me such a powerful orgasm I blurted out I love you. This is why just rebouding out of a serouis relationship is awkward.
My liver is crying. And I feel like I got fingered by Edward Scissorhands. While he was wearing brass knuckles
Dude shes not that fat. Plus, last night I probably would've done it too.
I think I just snorted head and shoulders by mistake.
At some point, it turned less into sparring and more into tough guy dry humping.
I was chasing disarono with Bacardi and watching ice cube movies. It would have been an epic birthday if I wasn't by myself and actually had some decent friends.. Hint. Asshole.
I can assure you I didn't go home with a girl, because I woke up on someone's porch
can you please not set my house on fire for once???
Everclear isn't food dammit
I passed out drunk in her bed. Her boyfriend showed up and told me to go to the other room or we were gonna have a threesome. I threw up off the side of her bed and left. I feel like that was an adequate response.
He just seemed to happy to be having sex with me that it ruined the mood for me. I just wanted to punch him.
Would you still love me if I got a Whatever Forever tattoo? It's like the Emo kids' Live Laugh Love
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