My brain says no but my pants say off.
the whole city is out of plan b pills. this is the meanest game of musical chairs ever.
He skyped me to learn how to roll a joint and for us to masturbate together. And you said a long distance relationship wouldn't work.
Pretty sure I tied my shoes laces together to keep myself from driving drunk. Fell like six times. Keep forgetting
is pulling out brownies in the middle of class on 4/20 just too obvious?
I've decided to be proactive and make a sex playlist on my phone to avoid any awkward moments in my upcoming slutty summer
You were crying and asking his mom "why doesn't he like road head?"
Did we smoke in a portapotty last night? And if so, do you think the brown stuff covering my body is actually dirt?
ATTENTION PENIS' OF BURLINGTON: I AM COMING FOR YOU
I should come with a warning like "do not feed me tequila or cocaine, I will ruin the party and cry"
No, gay couples have the same problems straight ones do; I wish that we could go back to the days when he would shit with the door closed.
He looks like an accountant with a secret kinky candy filled center.
I'm sorry I tried to spit drugs down your throat like a baby bird last night.
It's scary that my vibrator is a dangerous weapon. I want a new one.
so then the cop took one last hit off our blunt and then drove off in his car and we just all stood there thinking, yea... that just happened...
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