I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
Not really fighting over the same girl. He takes her out to dinner and then I come over and fuck her. We've worked out the perfect relationship.
If one more "stranger" walks up to me at the bar and asks how I have been, I am going to rehab.
I have no idea what happened after 2 AM. I woke up on my bike, in my bed, with a deep thigh bruise.
Its time to go balls to the wall to get any good D during these last few weeks of college.
did you dip my ponytail in franzia? its the only thing i can think of to explain my hair right now.
It's been so long since i rode in a trunk. I'm riding in a trunk btw
That's all? I'm a pro at gay chicken. I'll touch his dick, I have no problem with that.
well I have to shit but I'm too hungover to push, and I snorted advil so I wouldn't have to swallow it and throw up.. hungover is an understatement.
We definitely need to avoid these "I'm gonna get stabbed if I stay here any longer" partys
I just saw a herd of slutty loofahs run down the street...
i was thinking shit as she was saying it. it was a sarcasm time loop
We went camping and met these lesbians and now I have S'mores where there shouldn't be S'mores.
I need to stop acting like a porn star that isn't getting paid
Apparently I was carrying around a bottle of listerine calling it 5 loco
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