so last night was fun and all.. but you might want to get tested
oh well we may not be friends on facebook but at least i got laid
I'm pretty sure my roommate has taken plan B more times than i've had sex. Not sure how that makes me feel.
Apparently mid blow job I started crying telling her how "Wonderful this blow job is"
Stalkers don't have time for showers...it's a full time job
yeah so our basement was flooded 4 feet. we just smoke and drank and then went swimming. gotta make the best out of it
If I can't get a one-legged man to love me, what the hell chance do I have with a NORMAL guy???
Is it bad that we're talking like nothing happened?
Ah. Blossoming love after wild blackout drunk sex.
Now she's making me sit here and look at pictures of guys she likes who look like bears. She's calling them her bear friends.
I'm not sure, 7-8, the last bit was a rush of at least three blended together. Basically you fucked me so stupid that I can't even recall the number of orgasms.
So you know, I'm making that my facebook status.
You should not be allowed to go away on the weekends I plan on getting drunk on. I need someone to stop me from punching this guy in the face. It's simple room mate etiquette.
No. You don't want this. When I threw up last night, it was so intense I went blind for about 3 seconds.
and then I said "oh, I see the price of Plan B has gone up". and the pharmacist looked at me very sadly. I was just trying to make conversation.
He seems like a lot more than a waste of tequila
I thought I needed to get laid. Turns out I just needed pasta.
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