4:12a: just got back to his place now. I don't want to talk about it
When you wake up, I have rum and am in town
I woke up naked, with 10 visible bite marks and a black eye. I'm just going to assume that it was a good night.
She even gives head with a lisp.
Turns out I wasn't throwing up blood, I just threw up so hard it ripped my tonsils. Thank you Jameson.
There is only one good excuse for how sore I am right now. And that is incredibly acrobatic sex. Unfortunately for me that is not my excuse.
I'm thinking about wearing a strap-on just to freak him out the next time he pulls my pants off.
I tried to find the bar, ended up at a car dealership. Then the alarms went off.
Doing a circuit workout and using a power hour playlist for my 1 minute timers. I am getting old. creative, but old.
He rolled up to the party in an ice cream truck. He was definitely my first priority
He was basically a horny puppy - following me around all night and kept sticking his hand down my pants.
Holy fuck, my entire boob is bruised! Lierally my boob is just one big bruise.
My ex just brought my grandpa weed. Not sure how I feel about this.
Looking back, we probably shouldn't have chased alcohol with more alcohol
we went to the skate park then back to her house for dinner, and somehow that ended with her making me blueberry pancakes at 2am
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