So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
we had sex three times last night.. but now im just wet from him crying on my stomach about how much he misses his ex.. awesome
we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
it makes more sense than having a misplaced asshole
im not talking about this
Question: Would it be wrong to just fuck both of them and decide who to date one performance of their cocks?
I have so many hands. So. Many. Hands. I can feel arms that I don't have yet. They tickle. I can see the blood in my eyes. I think something is happening. The hands!!! I'm ticking myself with hands I don't have yet! I can't stop giggling about my notyet hands!
don't mind me. just hanging out in this cool air conditioned Babies R Us until the liquor store next door opens.
I'm never drinking with you again. I woke up in Midtown with a 7' tall Norwegian rugby player named Lexie. Never. Again.
You kept saying you only wanted to drink until you were sleepy. You succeeded if "sleepy" means you sleepied around with 4/6 of the guys there.
Who says there aren't gentlemen anymore? My one night stand warmed up my car for me
also had sex in his sister's princess style bunk bed.
but you are a princess that one was appropriate.
he can get married early and ruin his life but he sure as hell isn't ruining mine with a shitty bachelor party
After that time I came to the conclusion that jeeps are the best cars to have sex in
Ugh im hungover from last night, and to top it all off, I think someone jacked my laptop.
umm ya, so we found it in the oven wrapped in a pillow case this morning
I WANT GRASS AND TREES NOT SOMEONE SWINGING A SWORD AROUND
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