My brain says no but my pants say off.
Having him eat chocolate out of you is not as romantic as it sounds. I'm still finding pieces.
I wish there was a classy way to show off your boobs.
Ps. The strap-on in the pic i sent you last night was not mine. Just wanted to clear that up.
You just kept insisting that you and the homeless man went way back, and that you bonded over how cold you both were.
I drove 5 hours to see her. She thanked me by getting shitfaced, inviting her boyfriend over, and making me sleep on the couch after I cooked for them and did the dishes. You're right. I'm a fucking doormat.
looking at my texts from you makes me want to throw up in my pants
Boss out of town. Had 2 beers for lunch, a long walk and a bowl...and then in he comes. Blamed obvious intoxication on my pain meds. Back at the bar. This is one of those bad judgement days.
It was weird, because he kept shaking his head like he was motorboating me...but on my vagina.
So many gingers... It's like a beacon went out that said "this one is ok with red hair"
If he doesn't give you the same feelings you get when the pizza guy arrives, he's probably not worth it.
I'm currently trying to figure out a way to fill the bathtub up with mashed potatoes so when he comes over he'll know what's about to hit him..
This is why I can't take dates to shows... I've literally made out with everyone in this band. And two of the guys in the crowd. And the bartender.
Speaking of dignity, who all saw me....
I feel like you're encouraging me to commit a felony.
I feel like you're wasting time.
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