Relationship's official after skype sex--college kid at his finest.
Some random slut told me I was a good dancer then gave me a handjob. I felt like fucking John Travolta.
kinda considering buying a life alert for sophmore year
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
Hooked up with an Aussie chick last night only an Indonesian chick away from completing my lap around the pacific rim
She's the drunk girl with the air-horn and sunflower seeds.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
I come back upstairs and she's leaning over sink full of vomit saying 'oh my god it's the chili'
Are you sure you didn't shit in my back yard?
I'm not sure whom I'm texting but I put you in my phone as last nights fuck budy, and I'm just curious if I left my clutch with you?
Well, you've continued the theme of living with people who's dicks I've sucked.
I told him I was going to sit on his face after I got out of the shower, he threw up the arm boners and yelled "STEVE HOLT!!" I might actually stop sleeping with other dudes.
And then I went through the chix filet drive through for breakfast in all my republican post sex glory
First he fixed my gutter. Then he flogged me and fucked me. Then he bought me a new vacuum cleaner. I don't understand Daddy Dom stuff but I ain't mad at it.
I just wish he would stop trying to bring his emotional baggage into our sexual relationship.
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