curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
I think I left my camera at your house. It would be in both of our best interests if you don't go through the pics.
$1 margaritas. This happy hour needs to end.
And next time please put a text between discussing my orgasms and discussing your son - that was weird.
went from writing my paper to watching obamas speech to crushing beers and singing springsteen in a crowd of 100 within 20 minutes. I love this country
she screamed "gravy"!!! in the guys face and then stole the very large mans food in line ahead of us... that was just the beginging of the police report.
I'm thinking blowjobs and wheelchair sex should be part of any post-injury wellness plan.
do you want to shower with me?
only if we can drink the jungle juice while we shower
I found him in the kitchen singing German metal into a banana while simultaneously mixing brownie batter. He didn't have any pants on.
I talked to the pizza guy for 10 minutes about my truck, I don't even have a truck
But what I'm actually thinking about is how everyone except me had sex on my bed this weekend and now I'm just sleeping in it with a 7 foot tall blue panda
I'm determining which apartments I'm mostly to move into based on how suitable the kitchens are for sex .
I haven't even lived here for 24 hours yet, and I've already banged someone. My new hoe life is off to a great start.
That butt dial turned into a booty call.
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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