He bought me a flower. He's totally getting head every day for a week.
Try not to bring up the fact that I woke up and couldn't find my pants... He might get the wrong idea.
I bruised my spine.. Jungle gyms were clearly not meant for sex.
I am downstairs in the bar now having a beer...actually I ordered two beers and placed one across from me in front of an open chair. I did this for appearance sake, so nobody knew I was double fisting all alone. I'm getting hungry now. I'm thinking of ordering two meals just to keep appearances up.
Just so you know, you're MY booty call. Feel degraded.
It's home.......I'm going to the store in disguise to get skittles and cake frosting. Then I'll eat the frosting in a dark corner while I cry and wonder what I did to deserve this.
after tonight, seriously nothing could taste better than toothpaste
All of her cloths were on our coffee table this morning. The only things she left with last night were her shoes and Scott
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
We can put you in charge of something
I can be in charge of being more wasted than anyone there so everyone feels comfortable being ridiculous
Your exhaustion is probably due to your rampant sexual urges and the fact that you live the same life as a raccoon.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I peed my pants walking home last night... I just kept walking.
He told me to prepare for his "Jurassic cock" and I had to leave the room from laughing.
For the love of all that is holy just take the tranquilizers Erica
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