I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
I'm legit concerned I might pass out this weekend from having too much sex.
I know it was you that I fucked last night... I can smell my disappointment all over the sheets
I walked in on you eating olive oil off of a plate. you gave me this look and I just started crying. we were that drunk.
I'm staying in tonight, it's my Christmas present to my liver.
you put your hands over the taxi driver's eyes and shouted GUESS THE WAY TO THE CLUB
My fridge broke, and apparently the back is missing. The repair guy just fixed it with a pizza box. I didn't ask where the box came from, but it wasn't mine. Reason #20 why rent is cheap.
Boobs speak an international language.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
I may or may not vaguely recall punching you in the dick but it was a misunderstanding and I forgive you can we have make up sex?
What if for Halloween I paint my self gold and make sandwiches for everyone? I'd be a trophy wife! Get it?
If you kill yourself you won't get to feel that feeling when you have a good shit in the morning. Arent you gonna miss that?
It's the kinda thing that makes you wanna buy a rainbow flag and fight republicans and kiss girls
I call bullshit
Call it what ever you want I just need to figure out how to get permanent marker off my cock
APPARENTLY I MISSED SOMEONE SWALLOWING A WHOLE BAG OF METH WHILE I WAS ON BREAK.
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