I woke up this morning under my fitted sheet and my legs through the sleeves of my sweater.
today he pulled me aside to show me a lawn mower that he drew above his pubes. I saw his pubes in all their glory. Right there. In spanish class. Hola.
I'm making tacos. Give me one good reason why we shouldn't be high while eating those tacos.
ill do whatever it takes for me to get more high and eat pie
ur roommate just sent me a pic of us fucking. i'm not coming over anymore.
also since I use google voice my ads in gmail switched to DUI services after this conversation
nah, they dropped the charges. apparently ripping his junk when he tried to hop the fence seemed like punishment enough...
I remember nothing of last night, but I did manage to figure out which frats I went to by the trails of straw across campus.
He will. He has no choice. What's he gonna do? Find a better fuck buddy? We both know that's not possible. I'm the ideal friend with benefit. Minus snoring and uneven tits.
We should hook up after this. Laugh or look horrified to say yes.
ripping the fire alarm off the wall probably seemed like a better idea last night than it really was.
I was hoping for a marriage proposal... Or at least an offer to sleep in his bed.
He asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I told him an orgasm would be nice.
I woke up next to a box of cheese bread it was super romantic
So if you wanna come get your pants you can. But you have to come in your boxers. Rules are rules!
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