I'm 3 blocks south of you watching drag queens.
I feel like this woman may give her husband a hand job mid way through dinner. just saying.
thank you for letting me use your house as a brothel.
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
Our sex has gotten so much better since we broke up.
I actually kinda like her but everyone else hates her, so consider it a third party grudgefuck.
I broke down outside of an all boys correctional facility
well if that's not a gay porn waiting to happen, i dont know what is...
Two questions. One. Where are you watching election results tomorrow? Two. Can we have Obama victory sex?
i made up my own drinking game and i took a secret shot every time someone asked me about school or my future
No, I'm not a weirdo, I keep bondage straps under my matress like a normal person, not a diary.
Are you drunk already?
Not already - at LAST.
Someone explain to me why I woke up to find a stolen shopping cart in my room...
I can't decide if I miss drinking or you, they are so closely connected.
It wasn't until after we began having sex again the next morning I realized I didn't know his name.
I'm a history major and he's the descendant of TWO presidents. Did you really think I wasn't going to sleep with him?
Randomize
