I think you're the first person to ever call Louisville, KY a "romantic getaway".
We waited til after. Not even drunk sex felt right during a Disney movie.
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
He like walks around to open car doors for me. Has already held my hair while I barf and still likes me. What. Is. Happening.
I just laid my head on this pillow and I smelt your penis. It was comforting.
Can we talk about the fact that I plucked weed off your ass this morning like it's a normal thing to do?
She was covered in mud grabbed my crotch and said see that handprint that means I called dibs
He invites me over too FucK and i wind up eating 6 jimboys tacos with his roommates. While he waited in his room. Maybe next time
If a handjob meant commitment I would literally touch zero dicks
Yeeeaahhh, I'm in no rush to dismiss a level 6 booty-call that pays my bar tabs and understands my Harry Potter obsession.
"He didn't answer my snap so I know he's arrested"
Im just an angry damaged little elf who wanders around and tries to find drugs.
What happened last night and why am I partially covered in queso?
They had an Olympic theme party at her work yesterday. She brought home her fake gold medal and hung it on my cock after she rode me.
Its okay. I just know how you can text with your hands cuffed behind you back, so I had no idea what "oh shit" meant.
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