I'll let you put expensive food in me, but really, not much else.
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
Fuck Spring. The birds chirping at 4am make me feel unnatural for still being up and drunk.
he even offered to make my bed in the morning.
K. On the way. I need a drink.
Like a drink drink or like water?
Have we met?
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
I may be a little fuzzy on this, but I think at some point I said something about being a generous lover.
After last night, I've decided I will now bang only men who professionally ride things for a living. I will accept jockeys, cowboys, bullriders, and pro bicyclists who lie and say they're bullriders.
U know that drunk state, where at 930 the next morning your sitting in a bath in ur bathing suit trying to sober up...yeah. That's where i am..
In the bath trying to absorb water through my skin because I can't drink it.. That hungover
Batteries died. I don't care that you're studying for the bar. Come over. Bring the law books and study after. I'll even make coffee.
I don't have any plans for New Year's except watching anime and drinking until I can't read the subtitles anymore.
I licked your asshole in confidence.
I THINK HE DOES. OMG!!!!! OMG I FUCKED A GUY W A FAKE LEG AND I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW!!!!!!????!!!!!!!!!
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