P.S. theres no milk for breakfast, but theres plenty of beer or red wine. you decide.
I am not speculating about which disney princesses do and do not have gag reflexes
So, halfway through sex he stops and starts crying. He said he's worried god hates him for all his bad decisions...think he meant to imply I was one of them...
you were on all fours yelling at the earth to stop spinning.
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
They were fighting, but then they bumped into the bong and it shattered. After that they just hugged and cried.
Can we please not be like these pathetic people in their thirties who only get drunk when they go see Sherrill Crow?
He did plead exhaustion. And I made him push through it. I am like the motherfucking badass football coach of sex.
You should really trust me on this one. "hit it and quit it" might not be the best career move on your part...
I think my vagina is phsycic. All day it tingled and then BAM Channing Tatums look alike fucks me like ive never been fucked in my life.
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
Well I have rug burns in both armpits, somehow. So yes you should have been here
he drank half a bottle of bushmills, stood up to pee over the side, pissed his pants, sat in the puddle on the deck, told me my life goals were stupid and impossible, and wouldn't leave until 5am. by the time I got up at 8 I had 4 texts and 2 fb messages from him. AND HE STILL THINKS IT WENT WELL
It was sweet, he carried me out of my bathroom after I passed out, built me a pillow fort so I wouldn't roll out of bed, set a glass of water on the table, and brought me a mixing bowl to puke in. Totally a sign we're more than just fuckbuddies.
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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