um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
I don't even remember his name...i'm just gonna save it as birthday sex
found an empty one..2nd door on the right...i'm already naked.
We're so high we're finding things in the room to build a submarine with. So far we have two cardboard boxes, a piece of wood, puffy paint, and an empty bottle to use as a periscope.
I feel like I had eight dicks in my mouth
coming from the girl bound and determined to pee in the snow
why would you restrict a girl of that
That's not how these arrangements work. You don't buy each other stuff unless you break a sex toy. End of story.
There was an unopened condom by my car when I went to pick it up this morning. Someone may have fucked on the hood of my car last night. Don't think it was me but I can't rule it out 100%.
And I just realized we will be at a strip club when the end of the world is supposed to happen. This is destiny
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
I haven't had an orgasm since 2014. So you cam see why I'm having a bad year.
No joke. There's a picture of the priest I made out with on my parents' refrigerator.
Omg i got really stoned and used a makeup app on my grandma...well, I’m definitely not adopted
Let's say we can see the evolution of our "relation" by his name in my phone. Pizza slice emoticone. Pizza guy. Jordan. Jo. Jackhammer Pizza Guy. Jockhammer pizza guy.
there is a naked boy in my bed & you just need to kick him out because i do NOT want to see him when i'm sober.
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