i'm lost and i look like a hooker
i'm at the st pattys day thing. the bar is packed. they just put on celine dion its all coming back to me now. i'm screaming the words.
it's 1 pm.
I think it was our ex-neighbor Mike. He leaves Taco Bell outside our door a lot
He'll drop off his extra tacos at our place bc he's super high when he orders & can't eat them all
girl I've been sleeping with this summer as per her request just gave me a carton of cigs to thank me for my "hospitality". this is good.
I had to stop mid sex to take my turn on words with friends so he wouldn't get suspicious. Hookup of the night helped me. We won.
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
I would fuck him In a heartbeat, an obese child running up stairs with an irregular heartbeat, heartbeat.
Then you shook your fists at the sky and explained to us that losing a sneeze is like losing an orgasm
dude, you declined head because you wanted to tell her about how you put cinnamon in your weed. also, we're low on Chef Boyardee
Well I think I made it pretty obvious I wasn't in to it. I was drinking a beer while he was going down in me
sex on the stairs. not our finest idea.
There must be a happy medium universe where you get it on with my girlfriend enough to cause me pain but not a full on cardiac arrest. It's a fine line to tread though.
Would it be playing god to put spaghetti on my pizza?
I know it's 10:30am but Finding Dory starts in an hour, and I have four points of molly. You down?
Remember how I have such good luck that it's almost bullshit?
I'm afraid to ask, but go on.
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