I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
Handcuffed. To. Steering. Wheel. Fuck.
Just pulled back my covers. Jizz. Jizz everywhere. Hipster jizz everywhere on my only set of sheets.
Itd be like fucking a waterbed thats been locked in a barn for two years.
Where in the FUCK do you get your analogies
NO I FORBID YOU. THERE ARE BETTER VIRGINITIES OUT THERE WORTH KIDNAPPING.
Worst decision of artistic career thus far: bringing a banana to eat on male model day.
Going to jail was so much more fun than I thought it would be. I feel like I walked away with more than just a bomb-ass mugshot, I feel like I made some life long friends.
Celebratory bar crawl?
So this bar tattoo not looking that great now
My gay card got upgraded to platinum status today.
Pissing into the Grand Canyon is the single most liberating thing I've ever done in my entire life
I even put my vibrators back in the bedroom instead of the coffee table. If that's not growing up then I don't know what is.
She's Jesus crazy. And one if not more other forms of crazy. She's 2.5+ crazy.
Dont... please don't. Don't fuck him on his bean bag bed
So her ex boyfriend came up a lot in conversation while I was fucking her. Is that weird?
Who the fuck has a conversation during sex?
What are you feeling right now?
Idk. I just flashed a porch 🤷🏼♀️
So not in the best place to do an emotional inventory
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