so I woke up this morning and on their fridge, the first item on the shopping list was my virginity.
She told me to "stuff her hole like a build-a-bear". I was so drunk I didn't even think that was weird.
I am pretty sure I told him the clouds were earth's purest filtration system and that snow was the rarest and most delicious water in the world. My lips are burning because we ate so much.
It's official. I'm a squirter. Wasn't a one time thing.
I don't have the urge to be a home-wrecker with these two. I think I've grown, don't you?
Good news.. I found out what I did Saturday night. Bad news... I found out what I did Saturday night.
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
I can't believe we had "50th anniversary of man in space" sex.
High school girls are buying me shots. This will not end well.
I know he is still a student. I am not asking if his being an underwear model makes it more ethical, just less prosocutable.
You squatted and peed on the living room floor while maintaining eye contact with Sebastian
I just remembered that I insisted everyone watch porn together last night.
We’re leaving where are you
Hold on Toxic just started playing
Last thing I remember at your house last night is your dad leaning on the beer pong table and saying "you guys can fucking party"
No. No. Fuck you! You can do your own grocery shopping.
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