how did your night go?
he asked for my myspace name.
I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
and before you know it i was laying next to him at 2 in the morning with penis and sadness on my breath.
they're using the ping pong table for ping pong. it's weird
Seriously... There's something wrong here. I'm drinking vodka to mask the smell of chocolate on my breath before I get home and he finds out. I fucking hate couple dieting...
Tell him I thought his Superman stand on your bed and cum all over your back was quite funny
I guess I fell on the bar and kept trying to get back in telling the bouncer that I left my teeth at the bar. Woke up this morning with chipped tooth
The only thing you accomplished yesterday was dry humping me on the floor of my work place WHILE I was working.
Currently siting in the living room naked, staring at one of the girls across the street in her living room naked. This is like the most intense starting contest of all time.
I need vodka and champagne for my new favorite drink, vodkapagne. Alternative spellings are "vodkapain" and "vom-machine"
Hi. Tara tells me your sandwiches and stamina are substantial
I'm at 45 minutes post orgasm, and I still feel my insides spasming. Pretty sure I just fucked Superman.
did i just pee glitter
I can show you the world. Shining, splimbering vaginaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I like to send nudes ok? If that's my biggest flaw I think I'm ok
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