I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
He keeps saying he loves me and ruining perfectly good conversations.
i love that when i tell my kids and grandkids about how we first met it will be about this little thing called a "poke" on facebook
You turned to me, asked if I was having fun yet, and then threw up onto my jeans. Thanks for the awesome first time partying experience
dude there's automatic no homos on brad Pitt and Leonardo dicaprio. Everyone knows that
I may have been hammered and in a wheelchair but I definitely remember asking the hospital reseptionist to marry me
I'm not sure which is worse. The fact that I slept with him last night, or the fact that you did too.
my vagina has been out of service for wayy too long... this semester needs to start like right now
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
Completely smashed, masturbating to the view of the ocean. Family vacations are more tolerable than I thought
If we accept the love we think we deserve do we also accept the sex we think we deserve?
I let him stay at my place since i had to work early and when i got home there was a fruit snack wrapper in my bed. I dont have any fruit snacks. Which means he brought his own fruit snacks to the fuck session.
If by fun you mean, did I meet her cousin for the.first time and bang him, then yes it was a productive evening.
He's petting your head, we need to leave now.
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