So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
Heard it's your birthday. I can't send pictures, but go ahead and imagine my balls.
literally followed a trail of condoms to the bus stop this morning. Ahh modern-day bread crumbs
she had no gag reflex. and is an abercrombie model. i love college.
Giving me the bigger bowl of ramen isn't considered "romantic"
six ambien and a bong later...he was calling me blueberry princess who need rescuing from the evil oven, and he was sir Eatsalot.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
I can't even express how horny I am. The English language isn't equipped for what I'm plotting.
We always end up having sex in random places after class. I need to stop letting this dude borrow my pens.
We are gonna sacrifice to and pray to every god in this world that he doesn't find out about her sleeping with his old roommate.
Sorry, I didn't know he was with you. The ongoing collapse of Trump has me horny as hell.
You told me you didn't want to go to the hospital because you were drunk, but because you didn't want to leave the "fun".
I'm sorry, but if I hear stories of you getting fingered in the ass, and selling weed, you are not coming to my party.
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