Yes. It's so easy to pack to leave when you've thrown away half your clothing cause it smells like vomit.
God damn him and his understanding ways and little hip muscle things.
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
It was a karaoke bar combined with a liquor store and had a donkey pen in the back.
Keeping it classy as usual I see
Michelle asked what I was wearing tonight. I responded with a g-string and plastic wrap. I've gotten no response since.
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
Do you know how to get blood out of tile grout?
I fucking love your mom. She's so drunk and fully functional. I aspire to be her one day.
Oh my god I found my bf's erotica
OH MY GOD HE WROTE THIS EROTICA.
OH MY GOD THIS IS GOOD EROTICA.
Also, do you have any insight as to WHY I have a note saved from the 17th of June that reads *clears throat*, "you got that swanky blues libido"
When I came out of the bathroom you were naked dead asleep on the couch but your dick was still rock hard standing straight up. I almost took a pic. It was impressive.
Just a little drinking. So much fun and love. The world is a shiny wonderful sphere in the sky so why shouldn't we celebrate?
I told her I'd rather set my hair on fire than sleep with her again. In retrospect, that was probably too harsh. My eye is still swollen shut.
We had an argument over whether or not she had super strength. She settled it by dragging me to the bed room and throwing me on the bed. Then forcefully fucking me. She won the argument.
he said he's going to burn things and pack his stuff. he may leave tomorrow supposedly but i doubt it
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