I'm not saying he was bad at sex, but I'm pretty sure I anti-climaxed.
So we fuck and I say, "I'm about to go." He tells me, "No, leave at ten.. just lay here for a little while." When I ask, "Why?!" He gets his feelings hurt and says, "ugh. or don't." Since when did guys start acting like girls?
Ive had to apologize to every girl i know today because of you
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
He was ugly. Like horse ugly. But he was built for power, not for speed.
No idea. I woke up in the middle of the night to you drooling and gnawing on my arm. Then you rolled over, punched the air 4 times, then proceeded to talk about your hair in your sleep.
I feel like everytime I call him he's either fucking or getting into trouble. It's really disturbing that he presses the answer button and then proceeds to fuck her harder.
I just got a reminder alert on my phone for an event I titled "Bradley getting stupid high with me in bed." I assume we planned this during the party. I'm down if you are.
Any man who has a face like that and a bike, deserves a vagina like yours permanently.
I'm not worried. All I have to do is not be the drunkest painter at 8:00. Golden.
Things you Cant unsee: When your smartphone syncs to your dads laptop and downloads photos...including his porn stash.
How drunk is she?
She's trying to French braid the dogs hair, there's no stopping her
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
I called to inform you I may or may not be getting laid tonight ...
I mean...if Marco gets pregnant, it is either the spawn of Satan or the second coming of Christ (neither of which I want in my life). So let's just hope that he doesn't grow a womb and that we don't have to consider either option.
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