I think my grandma died before she was convinced I was straight
I came back to the apartment and he was waiting for me, covered in mustard.
needless to say I left
Sweet. Might not hurt to poop on the floor anyway.
it's amazing how much more room there is in my purse when I'm not carrying alcohol in it
he used his one phone call on me and it said "you have a collect call from- LETS GET IT- at the montgomery county jail".
we've started having sober sex
you really do like him
I'm not sure, but I think she had a tampon in when we fucked
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
She screams like she's just fallen out of a helicopter when she cums.
Yeah. You can ask him out. We're just fuck buddies. My vagina will be sad but your heart can be happy.
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
seriously, i never want to drink Robitussin again. her face was melting as i tried to convince her i wasnt high and i probably would have fucked ray. his parents thought i was a sweet charming lesbian.
This is why you are not allowed out in public.
This may be the alcohol talking, but I'm pretty sure I know Spanish now
Me and dad were just reflecting on that time he found a gas mask bong in the backyard.
Plus he probably didn't want to be at home, alone... Jacking off on the big screen without you there to lend a helping hand. I mean, let's be honest. It's not fun if it's not a little weird.
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