i'm forgoing the post-coitus cuddling sesh to ask u this :when he says he loves me and all i can think to say is either "cool" or "i love boning you," what do i do?
I'm at his house. He has VELCRO shoes. I'm too desperate to leave...I may need help in thee life dept
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
jusi got death stares at taco bell because I asked if Denise was working.
This soccer player girl is eating this banana WAY to slow. Too early for penis shaped foods.
Oh I also wanted to thank you for leaving your list of porn sites on the coffee table. Very entertaining.
Walked into a liquor store bleeding. That kind of night.
You have like just as much sex as me and I have a brand new bf. That does not add up. That is not right.
We fucked to showtunes. Never going out with a theatre major ever again.
I feel like I should be doing a victory lap around my house to the rocky music, or zapping and smiting people with my mystic wizard powers
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
He just ate a tooth whitening strip...
Damn. Looks like nobody I know is doing anything interesting. Guess it's another slut-it-up-with-strangers sort of night.
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