I told him it tasted like his mom..needless to say we were asked to leave.
Alex, there's no such thing as a fancy sex store.
it was a sick party until you insisted on putting on "that's how I beat shaq"
last night this guy was hitting on me by showing me the famous people he had in his contacts on his cell... when he asked me if i knew lindsay lohan, i said "whose that? sounds asian"
i'm at the gym and so are four guys who have seen my tits. i need winter break.
Since you haven't talked to me since the rancid whipped cream fiasco, I'm going to assume we are no longer hooking up. But I need my handcuffs back. ASAP.
i was playing the convince him im sober game through texting. i spelled most of the words right. i hope.
Kristy will be communicating through my phone. Due to her current blood alcohol level, the laws of Pennsylvania, Erie county, and common decency have deemed that she is no longer permitted to have her own phone.
I had to feed him the pizza because he was too blazed to do it himself
also, add "teaching boys to sext" to my charity work
Boys should be on-demand - like, once you select one, he's yours for the next 24-hours
first time i ever mailed panties back to a fuck buddy. what better of a way to say its over
I need a fuck buddy with more available hours
Remember when you tried to talk but you could only count by 2s?
He is farting the alphabet right now. In the goddamned restaurant. You don't get to recommend men anymore. Or restaurants for that matter.
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