Sry I called you an 8
I want to take things slow emotionally, but fast physically
I'm pretty sure I have jizz on the back of the dress I wore to church. Awesome.
She had a group on her phone called "great fucks". I was in it. It's almost like making the forbes list
at russian wedding, no open bar. bottles of vodka at table. getting to work tomorrow may be an issue.
I feel like a need a fire hose to wash off what I did last night
i think you walked me home, then i felt bad for putting you through the trouble so i walked you home...i'm not sure how i got home after that.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
true friends will drive 3 hours to come smoke a couple blunts with you on the bridge where your car broke down
That's not a funny feeling. That's hepatitis. You got it from that bar where everything was sticky.
Sadly, she's the porn star that got away
I can't get over how you look like his sister and he wants to fuck you.
She mentions her boyfriend one more time, I'm taking her home and breaking that shit up.
No he reached for my hand at the beach. I pretended to be a seagull.
So this morning when I woke up. I found my refrigerator open and no more food. It was empty, I'm home alone for the week. Where in hell did that food go?