we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
He's like the houdini of condoms. I never even realized he put one on before we fucked. he's magical.
I just remembered I opened the taxi door when I was at a red light last night and puked. And then when I was done I closed the door and told him he may proceed with caution.
Really? And is this the kinda party we talked about earlier?
Yup. It's just me crying in a closet eating soup
He's moaning and crying and coughing up something audibly liquid. I can't live in this house any more.
...and as she's going down on me I look at the speedo and I'm doing 15 under, with 6 cars tailgating me, and I know her parents saw her head pop up because they were the car right behind us.
oh the usual. high as balls and crying about the hunger games.
I'm writing off my condom expenses in my taxes
Sorry for yelling at you, I'm just really emotional about missing comicon.
Well, we 69'd in the Jacuzzi. If that tells you the kind of night I had. Neither of us knew we could hold our breath that long. Deff. Most. Dangerous. Sex. Ever.
Sext me about skeletons
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
i think i just lost a toe
Went to open youtube this morning, and the last search was "ten hours of whale sounds" Best pillow talk ever!
looked it up online and zoo tickets are only 20 bucks and there's also a museum of science close to the hotel.
i'm not going to a FUCKING museum. i want to be wasted and possibly double penetrated... have you EVER been on vacation?
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