he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
i dont care about people's attitudes as long as they give me head
Turns out getting tied up to two door handles and forced to repeatedly cum is actually a really good ab workout.
He doesn't need to speak English. He needs to speak sex.
I just found pizaa roll in my hair. Already been to class today
I will always remember today as the day I narrowly escaped having to touch a tiny penis
you were afraid hed set himself on fire so you dumped a box of baking soda on him
We smoked bowls and watched Cops for what seemed like hours. And yet I know I'll go back.
So do you want to be the old guy picking up a girl in a mini skirt who may be slightly buzzed before noon from college, or shall i walk over?
I wore his All-American medal during sex. I came in first that night.
I've pulled 4 ticks off of me. This is the last time I suck dick in the wild.
I mean I faked it but he could answer my texts
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
I threw up in 4 different Starbucks across the city before 9 am.
i'm not sure what you are doing right now, but i know that i don't like it. whatever you are doing. just stop. come here so we can fuck
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