I've heard them a lot, starting back when I was about 5 and they did it in the room next to me. :| I'm sure they know that I hear them, but it's kind of the thing that we never talk about. Headphones go on Saturday night and stay on for a few hours.
I've heard them a lot, starting back when I was about 5 and they did it in the room next to me. :| I'm sure they know that I hear them, but it's kind of the thing that we never talk about. Headphones go on Saturday night and stay on for a few hours.Bloodbath_87
they do it for hours :o
i never saw, heard or even think they did it while i was there
I've heard them a lot, starting back when I was about 5 and they did it in the room next to me. :| I'm sure they know that I hear them, but it's kind of the thing that we never talk about. Headphones go on Saturday night and stay on for a few hours.Bloodbath_87
Same thing happened to me when I was a teenager. I did the music thing too.
Once, i was 12 or 13 and we were ready to go to the beach, and I was looking for my towel which I left in their room. I entered since I remembered I left it there, and boom! Missionary position! I even got to see my dad junk and it was horrible, luckily they didn't saw me, that would had make it extremely worse.
No, but when I was little, I used to sleep with my parents until I was about 6. Some nights I would go to sleep in their bed and end up in my room. I always thought that it was because they wanted me to get used to sleeping in my bed, but a few years ago I started thinking I was wrong.....
No, but when I was little, I used to sleep with my parents until I was about 6. Some nights I would go to sleep in their bed and end up in my room. I always thought that it was because they wanted me to get used to sleeping in my bed, but a few years ago I started thinking I was wrong.....ish27
Noo, but my room's right underneath theirs and I can hear the bed squeaking...:|
One time I was looking for my passport in their room, and I found things that I didn't particularly want to know about. Right beside my fricking passport.
Log in to comment