"Not only do I bring a guy back to my hotel room....But I bring one back for my friend who's passed out drunk. Now that's what we call BESTfriends"
i feel sorry for the hotel staff that makes the bed after we have sex
You don't have to believe me. My vagina knows it happened.
i wanted to ask her what his dick looked like but i thought that would be weird for the first time i met her
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
That's the kind of break up sex that keeps couples together. Damn.
Is it too forward to say "stop being a good friend and start being a good fuck buddy"
And then he serenaded me with "Pimps don't cry" from 'The Other Guys'. If that's not love I'm not sure what is
Wait... All I had to do was ask for a sandwich and you would have come over
Terrible idea I love it
Ugh. It's days like these that make me wish my bad habits would kill me faster
You ate all the burritos in sight....I cant take you to mexican restaurants anymore
Imp drunk. It'd free popcorn tuedday I love life.
First aid class means get dry humped by moderately attractive college students during heimlich maneuver training.
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