I was to big spoon the shit out of you right now
I'm so hungover and dru,k
i think guys can sense when i'm not wearing underwear
Thanks for putting pants on me last night. And for calling me a princess.
I guess I just laid down next to him with the entire pot of mac n cheese and started giving him a handie with one hand and eating with the other
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
I am listening to lecture and I can hear us in the background talking about anal beads.
Survival tip #3: while you're hooking up with him, don't say he reminds you of his brother
I had lunch with him today and quietly mourned his wasted good looks on such a disappointing set of genitals.
he said he was going grocery shopping but when he came back all he had was a jumbo bag of pancake mix and case of beer.
the essentials, lol
Maybe. I want to have sex at the fire station, most likely on one of the trucks. I wonder if I can finagle that before I tire of the spelling and grammatical errors in his texts.
I remember caressing his hands asking him if he moisturized, then i proceeded to put his hands on my face
I'll pass on that plan. The lack of my penis in new vaginas is no where on the itinerary.
sweating bourbon at client mtg -- you?
I FUCKED THE WRONG FRIEND HELP ME
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