Flowers- 20. Dinner-50. Drinks- 25. Hotel- 150. The look on his face when I tell him I'm on my period? Priceless.
ohhh my god. this party should be titled "my hookups of summers past" be expecting some good stories tomorrow
just got the results back. i love his dick even more now i know its clean
WHY AM I ALWAYS DEFEATED BY THE LATIN COCK?!?!
Just pure bliss will emerge from Charles, my tranny bong.
You need to stop blackout tweeting at him to have sex with you on the roof of your dorm. He doesn't even have a twitter.
I succsesfully kept my nipples in my dress all night. Even when I got in a fight. I was made for the bar.
Disregard the shoes in the freezer.
we were the definition of too high: argued for 10 minutes about who was gonna get the condom (it was 2 feet away on the night stand) and past out watching adventure time.
My final act is to send you this message. I love you. Tell my family that I love them. Except my dad. Tell him I said "Eh..." while rocking your hand side to side. And tell Tim that I will always love the idea of him. Tell Caleb I love him so. Take care of Miss Kitty Fantastico. Tell the world that I will watch over. Good bye. I love you.
I woke up to see that I had ripped my boxers into a loin cloth because we were watching last of the mohicans
Your smile makes me feel like I'm frolicking through a field of gummy bears.
I was going down on her and she started whistling "Whistle while you work." I'm in love.
There was pot, but there are no Doritos, no Funyons, no Oreos.
Send help.
If your talking about a poncho I WANT ONE
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