I heard we made out
Packed at 6 am completely wasted. Damage assessment: 12 pairs of socks (no underwear), a flashlight, 3 shorts, shot glass, 8 sweaters, puff paint, one sneaker.
puking up blue gatorade is not as nearly as much fun as it sounds
Take my keys. Load me into the vehicle. Drive. Get food. Come back. These are my demands.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
id say I'm a pretty good fuck buddy, i didn't even booty call him on his girlfriends birthday
I just had really awesome sex bent over the side of an air hockey table. That is all. Happy thanksgiving.
hotboxing with the ex-bf's two most recent hookups. they just realized they're eskimo sisters with his best friend. this is what happens when I come home for Christmas.
I need an adult. someone more adult than my current state
also, am i correct in guessing that advertising the size of my hypothetical penis is a turnoff to him?
Will Smith has a direct hotline to my emotions
Should I apologize to him for saying I wanted to punch him in the face as I was digging through the trash?
I don't know what to say to you.
I don't know what I said to you. Start with that.
You spent the entire night trying to catch pigeons and hugged a homeless guy and then gave him a pregnancy test.
So Blakes coming home... so if youre like fingerbanging the shit out of yourself on the kitchen table...wrap it up
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