he quoted Bring It On. It's over.
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
You should ask if we are margaritasing tomorrow. and yes i did just turn that into a verb
I should have but it might be too early in this fuckbuddyship to emasculate him
I think I just need to get a pillow shaped like a toilet seat.
Just had the weirdest flashback. Did we buy melon, take it into the restaurant and try to make them give it to us as dessert?
I've been living off of popsicles and broth.
another part of my inner child died when i emptied my crayon bank for dollar beer night.
I understand where he's coming from but I don't want this alcohol to revolve around relationship
Wait
So like 5 seconds in I realize I knew him in 3rd grade and I went limp in his mouth. It felt like I just murdered the last unicorn ever. Going straight never felt like an option till now.
That would be a mascot riding an ATV at a semi-professional hockey game, if that doesn't sum up how I've been I don't know what could
I have poison ivy and a broken finger. Don't have a threesome in the woods.
The adults are the big ones right?
I realize ur driving andwont read this til u stop, but I'm sleeping in the bed of the pickup. Please don't hit a deer.
I hate when I'm sexting and I make a typo.
You just killed the sext mood.
Randomize
