i don't mind that he's uncut. i like it! it's like a little sweater!
a cock doensn't need a sweater! especially a skin sweater! wtf.
That's like some buffalo bill hannibal lector shit.
i love how i spend my mornings exploring my phone to see what i did last night.
i have a dinosaur tramp stamp
just had to take a 4 hour nap to write a one page paper. its obviously the week after winter break.
We shared that special kind of eye contact that can only be experienced when you know one party is saying "Oh god, I fucked him in the back seat when you were in the front, didn't I."
I'm tempted to see how fat I can get before he leaves me. It's obvious we're playing a game of chicken here.
She spent a lot of time to get her cleavage to look that good. It would be rude not to stare. It shows you are paying attention. Chicks dig that.
the trail of clothing leading from the bed to the door was in the exact order i needed to put them on. underwear near the bed shoes by the door.
You slept with a red coat way too close to independence day. It's just very unpatriotic.
That kid who fell through your coffee table is here. In a toga.
Nothing says casual like stairwell bjs
in a last ditch attempt to make life awkward after i die today i want to be buried naked and have an open casket funeral.
He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.
My roommate walked in on my inserting a tampon. Somehow, I don't think this will be improving our relationship.
I love when Facebook suggests people I may know. Well, yeah, I know him. He's my drug dealer. Pretty sure I want to keep that relationship strictly professional.
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