Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
please keep texting me so i can pretend someone likes me
I am watching the symphony and have decided that violin players probably give really good hand jobs.
After we had sex he bought me grape soda. I think I'll keep him.
I kept pulling the $1 bills off the stage and told everyone "no no no she has to work for this money"
remember that response paper i wrote naked, at 745am still drunk with a naked dude in my bed? yeah, totally got an a- on that. and he loved my insight.
just found a piece of pizza in my dresser.....i remember you saying you were going to save one for later so i'm assuming this is your doing
you dipped you banana in queso last night.
Are we going out tonight?
My conscience says no but my vag says yes
Model at car show < day drinking with your favorite sister. Get your head in the fucking game Christopher.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
I think once you know a guy's chest measurements the stalking has gone too far..
somebody should make me the poster child for not drinking everclear..
I can't tell if my heart is fluttering because I love him... or if it's palpitating from all the coke.
It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
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