You wrote me a letter and I cannot make out anything you wrote except the last sentence which says "tell the wolf ill meet him at sunset and that I'm sorrry"
noooo, I woke up on his pack porch and the SUN WAS RISING. I saw red lights everywhere and heard sirens so I just ran for my life.
having sex with him is like cage fighting mixed with pilates...the condoms didn't stand a chance...
You got called a pussy at a party with a slow cooker, you can't let that shit slide
When I said I wanted you to make noise during sex, I didn't mean mocking ones.
This summer has already been like the best summer ever. FREEDOM IS AWESOME. GOD BLESS AMERICA AND GOD BLESS THE SINGLE LIFE.
once he tried to wake me up from my hangover nap to have sex, that's when things went downhill. he had to go.
In my defense, there are at least three ways to die doing that, and I'm still here. America, Fuck Yeah!
He a gives rim jobs, because, of course a guy who opens doors and makes reservations would lick your anus..like a gentleman.
Omg. Tonight might be the night I masturbate thinking of a smoothie!
I'm gonna try and get through this weekend sober, which is gonna be tough especially since I've already started drinking.
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
Good new is, my parents are alive. Better news they will be in the hospital all weekend. Best news is im having a house party. All weekend.
There is sex in the air. Be careful where you walk.
Legit just heard the bartender tell some Dude "Penis is not an accepted currency in this establishment" and Dude responded "You take Vagina then?"
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