I hate to say it, but I think my pandora being Marvin Gaye love songs was the prime reason for the bj last night
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
Not even drunk me wanted to have sex with him. I kept intentionally hitting my head on the table behind me during sex till he said i was too drunk for sex.
I really want to title the album "I want to make sex with your face" but I also want a job someday. Temptations, temptations.
Even her dad came up for the body shots. Wasn't sure what to do so I just laid there and let it happen...
I woke up with a piece of pizza duct taped too my hand and a paragraph written on my chest. Good night is say
No. Cease was criminally insane from birthday shots, and not a lot of women want to go home from the bar with a guy who wants to "snuggle but keep it strictly professional".
He is 30 (that's 8 years older than I am) and uses more Emojis than I do. Problem?
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
So, it's been almost 3 months and and I still dont know her last name. That's gotta be a record.
We have a little not a lot. We already rolled a blunt and named him Ron.
Rob and I are cross faded and the only one taking care of us is a drunk person who's making us dance.
I snuck out three pillows from the hotel i was rolling so hard. They are like little clouds. I regret nothing.
I'm talking to this guy I met online about French toast. I am the oddest fucking combination of hungry and horny. Wtf brain.
Irony: drinking your pre workout supplement out of the cup your Krispy Kreme doughnut holes came in.
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