having sex with him was like banging macgyver. he did the most amazing shit with the simplest things
i don't remember it, but i know we had sex because my stuffed animals were facing the wall
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
Where are you, who is in my bed, why is he wearing a spandex onesie as underwear, how did i get teethmarks on my forehead, what are we doing tonight?
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Oh and in case you were wondering it is not a good idea to eat weed brownies and then go out to the bar. When I got off the bar stool my high had just hit me and I felt like Bambi taking his first steps
LETS GET FUCKED UP IN ONESIES TONIGHT.
I worry about you sometimes...