It's like alcoholism for beginners at my kitchen table.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Don't lose. A little bit of my soul dies every time a beer pong game is lost.
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
You made out with my dog and told me he tasted like a rainbow.
He's an acquired taste, like S&M or those crunchy things they put in salads
Croutons?
He let me finish eating my sandwich while I sat his face. I think I'm in love with this little eager beaver.
It was the hardest I ever came in my life and once I could see straight again I just looked at him and said "cool"
I think I need to expose myself to your dog so he knows that I am also a male.
My dad lost his bandaid somewhere in the turkey. It was a mixture of thanksgiving and an Easter egg hunt
Before he gave me the breathelizer, he told me to "blow like you're blowing your boyfriend". I like him. My tax dollars are well spent
How is it??
I'm drinking Gatorade out of a champagne flute.
Were you the one who yelled "FOR GLORYHOLE!" then punched a hole through my door?
Just cuz you've got the biggest dick I've ever seen doesn't mean u can wake me up at 2 am
I gave in, made out with her, and long story short, I'm giving hetero another try.
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