does he have a tent? the camping kind not the boner kind.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
well he's currently spooning the coffee table
She woke me up, whispered "I like the size of your dick", kissed me, and rolled over and went back to sleep
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
The last time I saw you, you were rolling around on the ground at the bar.....
.....well it was bound to be an interesting night since I was chasing my pulls with pulls....
Confidence is key. All I had to tell him is I'm drinking a bottle of wine and eating chocolate today to celebrate that I love myself. That's how you get a Valentine, my friend.
He wanted me naked, so I got naked. You can't hold that against me.
How the hell do you leave a party with a kitten? It's missing and everyone knows it was you.
he looks SO much like Drake, I feel like an extreme groupie every time we have sex.
You pulled out a fucking recorder and started playing along with all the songs on your playlist and refused to hit the j
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
I never thought I would encounter a situation that was "Too Gay" for me...and yet there I was.
yea so the plan to relive our college glory days was great and all but ending up in the er with alcohol poisoning was crossing the line
are you still alive?
no.
i'll cry at your funeral. and leave a burrito by your tombstone
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