i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
she has a miserable personality but its a good think you dont have sex with that
pussy has no personality
Amen to that
and he thought i came like four times in 2 mins. my leg just kept cramping up
i have a picture in my phone of you with a bottle of tequila in your back pocket. i believe you were saying "pocket of champions" or something along those lines
This is no lauging matter. Huge cock equals great sex. Marriage to huge cock equals great life.
My clit ring got caught in his beard. Never. Again.
It started with jello shots. It ended with tears.
Dad, is it in any way illegal for me to run around throwing handfuls of lucky charms at people tomorrow?
you're kidding right?
81 degrees in april.... Thinking margaritacicles, you in?
Also, I'm going to yoga because I have a Taylor Swift range of emotions right now.
He let me keep my Michael Jordan Bulls jersey on during sex.
I was woke up by the fucking Star Spangled Banner this morning. I sat up in bed and put my hand over my naked heart. I was so confused
Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.
Come as you are, bitch. Glitter and vodka provided.
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