I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
We had an indepth conversation about his employment at Arbys..
Some chick just tried to plug her vodka into the wall.
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
like a dude with a badge in a golf cart is gunna do shit. Unless he has a tazer. Then it's fair game.
I don't think of it as I'm taking a pole dancing class...its more like I'm making myself recession proof
say 'i' if you broke up a fight involving your father at TD bank today....
I'm in Burlington Coat Factory. This place'd be great if you were on E. There're so many textures...
I'm kinda hoping that if I rub the right object, a genie will come out
What are you talking about?! I shot gunned a monster while simaltaneously blowing gym boy Todd. If I'm not the poster child for being well rounded and versatile I have no idea what NYU is looking for
Dude you couldnt even talk, you just kept hiccuping and slamming your head on the wall.
She told me I made the cut, and to write my name and number on the white board by the door. I was the 7th number down.
I really don't think there's anything more liberating than farting.in a loud bar where no one.can.hear you
From what I heard you ordered him to lick your balls. Unless you've kept a huge secret I understand his confusion.
I went to an 8am hookup in another guys sweatpants. Who is the really player here?
I had Mac n cheese made with weed butter last night. Epic
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