Fuck appropriateness.
You did not just nickname me "Nipples".
it's circumsized.
I think this conversation is over.
his fiance had made him a calendar of pictures of her. he asked if he should take it down and i said no. i wanted her to watch.
At CVS buying just condoms. The guy behind me is buying just hotdog buns. There was a silent moment of understanding between us.
i think the doormans mad at me
well we haven't pretended to pretend we were going to have a threesome with him for a while...
We are going out Saturday. Oh and we might also be jousting on bikes.
I'm buying you potatoes, the least you could do is not ask any fucking questions and just say thank you.
He wasn't lying when he said he was immune to pepperspray. He pretended it burned for like 12 seconds and told the cops he was kidding he was alright. We'll be there soon.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
And please let him know I don't normally go off on long rants about feminist theory. That was totally the vodka talking.
Itd be nice if there was a level of interest in me somewhere in between the indifference and obsession that I've only been attracting
Every time you visit for the weekend I end up having to bleach my entire house after.
He told me he was cooking me a special dinner tonight. His "five star meal" was popcorn in champagne glasses, and chic fil a sauce in jello shot containers to dip the popcorn in. He still tries to convince me he doesn't smoke weed anymore.
I really want to stop getting this drunk. I've got the Sunday scaries and it's only Saturday
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