Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
im sorry, I just can't fuck a guy who can't receive picture messages
It took me four clicks to get to 2009 on his profile. This can't work.
I thought of you while cleaning the forehead prints off my glass doors.
Sometimes when I see a shoe on the side of the road, I get a little depressed that I've never partied that hard.
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
I put the extra pregnancy test in my sex toys box as a reminder that my actions have consequences.
I think i morst likely have 95 %patulas for hands and probably i also went to eGypt with so manyfriends. We laids in the sarcaphoguses.
You sound pretty unsure about all of this.
You got Broadway Drunk, dude. I haven't heard you sing "Music Of The Night" like that since the last time I was holding you up on the way to the subway at two in the morning.
Sean slept in the bushes beside my house again. Any reason he kept screaming/slurring 'it was all a bunch of goddamn lies' through out the night?
His pick-up lines are quotes from Doctor Who. Of course I fucked him.
yeah I had to wear a fucking diaper from work home so I didn't get the shitty squirts all over my cars seats it was fucked
what the hell makes you think you get to decide what your going to wear at our weding!?
Fuck me first. Then we can craft and watch Terminator 2.
I got in an argument over whether or not I'm a slut. I argued yes.
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