I texted him about a book we both like. I was expecting a "ya great book... let's bone" response. It didn't work
all i need in life is blowjobs and white cheddar cheezits
He honestly told me my belt was "supercute" when we started hooking up. I would be the girl to find the only straight man in the world that uses the word "supercute".
Well, I didn't bring a notebook or any paper to class. Should I take notes on the sugar packet, lace thong, or condom wrapper that instead are in my school bag?
Apparently the last thing they remember of me was me stumbing into a bathroom, then falling out 5 minutes later clutching a butter knife repeating "ketamine goes in my face hole"
A nice make out session never hurt anyone. Plus he's a pilot, so he'll know the safety procedures for when the night crashes and burns.
I world jack off literally anyone now that I'm not related to.
Walk back down Church toward Mass Ave. Take a right and head for the guy in a kilt on top of the really tall unicycle. C u soon!
I'm drunk at 3:28
I'm jealous as shit at 3:34
Will you fuck me while I eat my burrito though? I'm kind of hungry.
What do you take me for? I'm not trying to lure you into bed with stories of my dead aunt.
I have banged to "The Emperor's New Groove" way more than could possibly be reasonable.
I'm getting paid over-time to sit on reddit and look at dicks and abs all day. I'm really happy right now.
I ended up sleeping on a park bench. Never using Tinder again.
there is puke in my bra ... again
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