After waking up today, I would like to find the Jesus preachers on campus to ask for help in asking for forgiveness to God.
It was odd. His friends dick tasted the same as his. Friends are beginning to have to much in common
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
Of course he did. He is like the oprah winfrey for vaginas. Always giving that shit away.
After blacking out and loosing my phone for a month, I found it in the parking lot across the street. Last text "rager in the street". I remember none of this.
I just want a sensitive guy who will get drunk with me then take me out to steal things. Is that too much to ask?
I was jumping over your garbage can screaming "Im a snow cat!!" ..Who wouldn't want to see that?
Drunkenly, I gave him a molly instead of an aleve so A) I'm still looking for him and B) I'm not sure about his headache.
Ever the responsible adult, I just realized that today is the Obamacare deadline, but I'm too high to handle insurance now.
This is my life. Enjoy the view
Actually, lets be honest. I will probably keep calling him the pastor because it brings me joy using pastor and fuck buddy in the same sentence.
He poured champagne on my pussy while he ate me out. I found my unicorn.
Also, two points for knowing me well enough to know I definitely would put the moves on his brother.
He corrected my spelling during sexting.
I just wish he would stop trying to bring his emotional baggage into our sexual relationship.
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