Came home to a chalk baord that read:" Think like a rapist." Can't say I'm surpirsed.
you just stared at your feet and said some shit about the molecules dancing and how you had just solved physics.
he kept bringing up different times we had sex and i wouldnt say anything back. i would never confirm nor deny the situation...like a politician ya kno
you woke up and yelled "the tv is moving" and fell on the floor and passed back out
Let's get back to talking about you giving me a blow job.
I remember sucking his bleeding finger and then it's all black until he had his hand down my pants.
the doctor brought back painful memories by lecturing me about your teeth marks that are still on my dick.
Rode a jet ski for the first time three days after I lost my virginity. Hell of a week for my vagina.
Update: still drunk enough to get lost in Zellers and to think my reflection was my mother. Awesome day.
The lady next to me at the airport just baggage checked a six pack. She is now my hero.
I whispered "you're doing a great Job" when he was fucking me. Then high fived him.
I know you are gonna wanna ask a lot of questions but when we are home I need to cover your face with deli meat and photograph it
Would you go as one half of Harry and Lloyd in Tuxes to Aaron's wedding?
sexting while watching Peter Pan the Musical! something just doesn't seem right here
I'm the only person I know who could have actual sex and then dream about my vibrator.
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