So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
adderall just fell out of my nose in class. guy next to me just nodded.
My new apartment is within walking distance of both the liquor store and the chinese buffet. This is either going to be my worst life choice ever or my best.
it's like a walk of shame rule, you always run into someone who saw you wearing that yesterday
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
The ratio of how much he pisses me off to how much sex i get just isnt working out for me
I'm standing outside of the bar watching homeless men teach a kid how to pee of the sidewalk.
Fair warning: We've transformed the living room into a giant tent.
he ate me out on his front porch at dawn. i orgasmed when the sun began to rise. most romantic morning booty call ever.
I just pictured ballsacks being shoveled into the furnace of the Titanic.
He actually just looked up and said I'm gonna cum in my pants. and he did. no shame.
Fair warning birthday party last night avoid kitchen & upstairs bathroom if you value your remaining sanity
No, and she still hasn't answered me...I get a whole series of text messages about Guatemalan anal bleaching but no fucking answer to my question.
How long do I have to listen to him talk about the chickens before telling him I just really want to fuck? Note: it's already been twelve minutes.
I told him that he could either pay the 10 dollars for the box of condoms or I'll make him pay for the diapers.
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