I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
he went to find a bathroom and came back 10 minutes later with a fifth of bacardi, a pack of cigarettes, and two funnel cakes. he is a man among boys.
Why is there a blood-covered "sorry about your stuff" note stapled to my door?
Ummm Im the uneducated alcoholic of the group... if I say its a bad idea, its probably a bad idea.
You came over, called every girl Comrade Heather, and then declared that you were an Eagle, and we were your young.
So all in all, a good night.
Yeah when we were together he never sent me dick pics like a normal boyfriend. It was always pizzas. That should've been my sign.
I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.
My nerves will need dicks later so.. I'll call you
My neighbor is burning all of her ex's things in a metal drum outside the window. Guess who's going to make a new friend?
his mom called during sex and he made me talk to her I think we're getting serious
I think my pickup truck has been used for the sex... This doesn't sit right with me.
He's a drill sergeant! The sadomasochist in me can't resist that.
Does anyone remember last night? Because I still don't know why I now own a goldfish and a ceiling fan made of pizza?
How do I word.. " hey, I need you to fuck me really hard and see if you or I can feel my birth control. No worries, this is just an experiment." In a nice way without them feeling used.
Waking up naked and dehydrated has become a regular occupancy for me.
Randomize
