problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
separated laundry into 'got laid' and 'didn't get laid' piles.
She said she was an education major and you replied with "oh I'm taking a semester off too". And we never saw her again...
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
The last thing I remember is trying to split my bridesmaid dress down the back like the incredible hulk.
and you succeeded.
drunk guy next to me on the train just tried to share his pizza with me
he just tried to feed it to me...i love new york
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
Not sure how a movie about Jesus has managed to make me feel insecure about my boobs but it has.
Never thought going to McDonald's alone at 3 AM would end with a blowjob outside some random girl's apartment...
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
Quick, I need a picture of your dick. Don't ask questions, just show me your genitals.
I just traded sex to frolic with a box of husky puppies. Is this rock bottom?
Update: I spent 10 minutes trying to fish out a rogue vagina weight.
My mom is coming to visit today & it's giving me anxiety. I feel like she can see through me & into the whore I've become.
I did crash a prom last night though.. It was fun
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