so now that im really awake i see that my underwear are completely ripped down the side, my shorts are on backwards, i have to go get plan b....i call last night an epic fail or success depending on how catholic i am feeling
sometimes i wish i was able to text my cat and tell him i miss him and that i'm thinking about him
We're going clubbing with matching soccer jerseys on.
What will that accomplish?
It will accomplish clubbing with matching soccer jerseys on.
Okay well someone asked "IS HE HOMELESS?" about me so I need to try and find somebody.
Her bed is on wheels, so we woke up in the kitchen.
We bonded over blowjobs and stories of our childhoods. It was beautiful.
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
I was behind him snuggling, I told him I was the big spoon and he told me I was too little it was more like he was wearing a backpack.
It has gotten to a point where I just want to sit on his face. Less butterflies, more orgasms.
The worst part about living in a small town is partying with your pharmacist and then having to buy Plan B from him the next morning.
yeah, i'm probably gonna die. still gonna be totally worth it tho
lmao he sent me a snapped but i'm afraid to open.
i think i have dick pic PTSD.
Let's not share with anyone else in the apartment of how we simultaneously peed in the kitchen sink last night.....
Just to clear things up, yes you did lick the strippers butt
You literally brought me back to life and then fucked it out of me
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