from now on, im only gona ahve sex with my boyfriend.
i never thought i'd have to say "please stop having sex on me"
wow.
yeah, it was that bad.
What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
nothing screams I HAVE A PROBLEM! like the case of miller lite sitting on top of my DUI papers in the passenger seat of my car. lol
part of me always dies a little when i go to the "2 women seeking 1 man" section in craigslist's casual encounters to find nothing there. it's tragic
It was ok at first, but now im getting freaked out by him jerking off to me doing yoga
She left scratches down my back from her wedding ring. Her husband seems like a nice guy though, judging by the scratches it had to be at least a carat.
I wish my head, heart, dick, and nose could just agree on something for once
if memory serves, the guy you were hooking up with said he was a slutty skittle.
My Sexting was not on an AP level
I have put on lipstick and signed up for class. Nothing more shall be expected of me today.
Should I apologize to him for saying I wanted to punch him in the face as I was digging through the trash?
I guess it's part of life. Sometimes your ex boyfriend becomes a drag queen.
Just so you know, I choose to answer your bootytext tonight because it was the most creative.
Same way I cope with everything else. With dildos, dunkin and depeche mode
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