And as you crawled into the bathroom last night you repeatedly said "I know the routine".
I'm not a creep or anything, just a lost soul looking for a good lay
i think i have that disease where you wake up in strange places drunk.
Although last time you were unsure about someone they flipped a golf cart on me.
You said that "grilled cheese was much to complex" and started to throw the buttered bread at the wall while eating all the cheese.
I didn't just randomly come up with it. But if you want to give me extra credit for creativity I have a bare chest and chocolate sauce left
apparently putting your t-shirt on your head with a bottle of captain and telling girls your the pirate king of tallahassee doesn't work
Mixed review. I fucked her in the river, but then we were assaulted by ducks.
My black heart of coal cannot compete with your boiling crock pot of teddy bears, rainbows, 90s music, and the good candy you get from rich people on Halloween.
I just had the stunning realization that I lost my virginity in a bunk bed.
Definitely got a blow job in Charles Schwab's bed last night.
I love my job.
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
4 pharmacies and not one had Plan B. If this is gods way of telling me it's time for a child, he can fuck off.
I need to show you how I feel about you by fucking you repeatedly.
i wish i could put you in a lil box, and keep you for when i need to be blown
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