ohhh no, absolutely not. i am waaayyy too superstitious to have sex with the self-proclaimed "baby-maker" on father's day...
He fucked volume into my hair. It was amazing.
told weddin planner we wanted to work in ceremonial body shots before vows. she hasnt reponded yet...
I have no idea what to do about this. He has a power over me and I think its called his tongue.
I'm pretty sure we organized our beer pong teams according to who's been circumsized...
just mapquested my walk of shame from saturday..bye bye freshman 15
I should have been on a postcard. I was sitting in the middle of the forest with a plate full of pot brownies and missing you.
When you get home...find me in the shower. Only safe place at the moment.
Times have changed. Freshman year I could throw my shirt in a bonfire and still get laid. Now when I puke in my girlfriend's bed on her birthday I'm "an asshole"
I'd let you fuck my husband in the future, that's how much I love you
Nobody feels the need to text me back. Men. And I sent myself a message saying nakedness. I'm all the man I need.
I don't know where I keep finding these guys, but mi power bottoms es su power bottoms.
I was christened with Fireball shots by some guy at the bar. I'm practically Jesus now.
he came over last night and we fucked with the great british baking show on in the background. it was beautiful
If you dont get laid dressed as Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, I have lost all faith in the men of nw Indiana.
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