Yours is on the dinner table...mine is in my underwear drawer.
I just googled maps his house, and took the virtual tour back to my apartment, just so I could visualize the walk of shame in the morning
After watching Cinemax for a few months, real porn just grosses me out.
I knew shit got real when the pinapple was gone and people were just passing around the core and gnawing on it.
Let me just say....i'm sorry about setting your carpet on fire. I had no idea that the paper towel would burn that quickly.
I feel like this is going to result in some sort of tearing in my vagina.
Thats a chance were just gonna have to take
The guy I met last night said we had a real connection and gave me his AA coin because he met me during his relapse
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
He told me we were going to a cabin. It's just logs and a tarp made into walls. This night can go either way at this point.
Henceforth: booty calls will now be referred to as "deliveries of anatomy". That is all.
He said you asked to eat pepperoni off his dick and he thought it was weird
I mean I thought it sounded fun
We decorated the tree, drank wine, and he went down on me with Christmas music on in the background. Christmas IS coming.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
Thrres cinnamon everywgte. Plead cine get me
right after that u started calling me g-force and started trying to bellyslide down his drive way
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