Don't know whats worst me sharding on her a bit or her believing me when i told her she did it...
And then he said "good night girls" and kissed each one before I put my shirt back on
Vanessa Carlton's songs would be so much better if she was pretty
don't worry dude, we didn't fuck on your bed out of respect for you
couldn't find a condom?
basically
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
Are we responsible for the snowmen doing it doggy-style in my front yard?
All I'm asking for is flower occasionally, and in return you get to come home to me naked in heels. Is that to much to ask for?
It's not that I even wanna fuck these guys anymore, just cuddle that's all. My conscience has never been so proud.
If my mom's not going to offer me drugs then it's really pointless for me to be here.
he fucked me wearing a cowboy hat and made grits after
We call him Texas for a reason.
I have experienced an excessively hairy ballsack in my mouth...and it was horrifying. I keep feeling it in my mouth now. It's like hairy ball PTSD.
It's ok, it's locked within patented Sealrite technology. That puke is staying fresh
Between randomly bursting into tears and the reappearance of my lost sex drive, this break up has left me bizarrely damp.
i told him the only way i'd fuck him was if he saved me during the zombie apocolypse and took me to a tastefully decorated yet impenetrable hideout.
The guy i took home was a circus freak. He jerked off 3 times in front me after we had sex. And he came every time.
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