He jizzed my face. I had to ask for a washcloth. He ran his underwear under the water and handed them to me. Not so romantic.
do you know anything about the $5 bill with my name stapled to it in my purse??
He used his penis as a puppet and sang Rihanna's Hard..... so no, we will never see each other again.
he called to tell me the scratches were still on his back. this was in the summer.. still the best hookup
so, are you laying bloody on campus somewhere or did you go out after class and forget to let me know?
bloody. ill be home soon.
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
It was about the point the universe collapsed in on itself and I was a singularity of insanity that I realized I was tripping balls.
Signs of a stoner: trying everything in your fridge topped with peanut butter to seek satisfaction.
I swear going to your house is like going to a strip club, no matter what happens I get glitter on me.
This is what happens when you leave: I get all vulnerable and I make out with the cowboy to shut him up about Jesus.
Fuck it. I'm going for it. You're only young once, right?
You've been saying that for 5 years now. Let me know when the novelty wears off.
Matt is trying to convince me that we have a deal where if I show him my tits he won't do cocaine. Apparently we shook hands on it?
I forgot to lock the door last night. I woke up cuz a guy opened my bedroom door, asked me who I was and where he was. And there was another guy standing in the living room asking me if I knew what apartment "Travis" lives in.
So the makeout sesh? Not so great. His stubble rubbed my face raw, he tried to push me towards auto-erotic asphyxiation, and he licked my forehead. Twice.
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