so evidently yelling "gay" everytime your bf tells you how he feels is cause for breakup. news to me
I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
Getting blown during the Cavs game doesn't make it any less depressing.
Dude they even gave me free lube for being tested! Best. Hiv test. EVER.
She told me I made the cut, and to write my name and number on the white board by the door. I was the 7th number down.
Whenever I'm not in the mood and don't want to go to bed swampy, I just strategically suck him off during the second period intermission of the Cup playoffs and he leaves me alone and does the dishes. It's a win-win.
Maybe it's because I walked straight up to that shelf of vodka with a look of determination that said "I mean business".
I usually have to have a cart! If that doesn't say "I mean business" then I don't know what does
we both turned hook ups into relationships we are crushing this thing called life right now.
At dinner her sister yelled "he fucked me AND mom!! Up your standards hoe!!" Safe to say I ruined that family
I'm trying to make sure he doesn't drown in the toilet. Because I'm a nice lady.
Good friends chat about sex - great friends ask about safe words.
Now I have to go back and sober fuck him. For science.
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
I will be wearing a suit out more cuz it has been decided i rage harder with a power tie
He's petting your head, we need to leave now.
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