Uh, also, Rob told me he felt bad for choking you.
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
i think my love is proven by the fact that i still want to have sex with you after this conversation
Ummmmm okay let's be incredibly straightforward. Hi there. My bed's at half capacity this evening. How'd you like to fill it up?
All I want is tacobeell and your body
that's my favorite sentence you've ever said.
She just rubbed her face up and down my six pack cooing. Equal measure of weird and hot.
I missed rounds this morning...my senior resident hooked me up to and IV and made me stay in the clinic because he said I didn't look presentable enough to walk around the hospital
At IHOP. It feels weird and sad that your cleavage isn't here for me to try to toss paper wads into.
I didn't pop out of a cake in a speedo with diagrams
In case that's what u were picturing
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
so he's a sleeptalker.
yeah??
"Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell" right in my ear. 2 am.
feeding cats lunchmeat on my kitchen floor. come pour me another shot.
After we finish having sex, he smokes an honest to God pipe. It's like fucking a big, sexy Sherlock Holmes...
Three cans of beer can fit in the shower catty... multi tasking
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