so i'm sitting in his room drinking tequila from the bottle and watching harry potter. he's jacking off to some porn a couple feet away from me. at one point i look over and see that he's watching me instead of the porn. please help me figure out how warped it is that i found that romantic
I'm not really sure how I got home, but judging by this headache, i'm assuming it involved bourbon.
I like how the only thing you spelled correctly is "i'm tequila"
Considering the last guy I had sex with was gay, this was a huge improvement.
Please find an outlet that isn't stripping or getting drunk and arrested
I wouldn't fuck her. Looks like her vagina smells like a seaside orgy.
I remember now some guy came over and hit on me and poured peppermint schnapps and chocolate syrup in my mouth. Pretty sure he was dressed like Santa....
Ya I painted "STOP TRYING ANAL" on her headboard. I'm sick of listening to her whine through the wall and bitch the next day.
Just woke up with an eye that wont open, a half eaten piece of pizza on my chest and a raging boner.
Oh no, we smoked the revival weed. It came in a Batman bag. It hit like justice. And orphans.
He keeps texting me videos of fish swimming in his fish tank, so I think it's safe to say he's back on weed.
He wanted to watch the vow, cuddle, and not have sex. An upgrade is in order.
First of all she starred talking about God which immediately killed my buzz
She sent me a thank you card for not fucking her boyfriend...
WHY CANT I FIND JUST A NORMAL DISNEY LOVING MAN TO PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND WITH!!
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