He just kept telling me how to do certain things. It was like I was fucking my sex ed teacher
btw, her name was actually Alixx. in retrospect, it was pretty much a gimme
I woke up alone at my apt. On the floor with the door wide open, but still. Success.
Currently coming up with judgment, the game. Works well on buses, will probably be more entertaining in bars.
I just masturbated while eating dinner. Now who's the lazy one
Bisexual Viking-cowboy hybrid is at the bar again
Dibsssss
ecstacy + fleshlight = not all that upset about being newly single anymore
We were debating whether you had hooked up with him. I was right for the record.
I just finished packing for spring break, took me 4 minutes. To be fair though I only put my trunks, a pair of underwear, and 50 condoms in my bag.
I'm turning twenty & the only honorable way to exit my teens is by slapping the fuck outta the bag. You better be in.
Dude is PACKING. And yes I am holding up a cross and holy water and hissing like a pissed off goose.
You know I base where I go on the likelihood of me getting laid there. This includes work.
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
After I spend a passionate night with my vibrator, I have to awake and face my stuffed animals. Their beady eyes are full of shame and disappointmet. I can't deal with that level of judgement.
Its safe now. But... Nobody should sleep on my bed tonight.
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