We even fucked WHILE he was making me breakfast in bed.
I'm blazed at jack in the box and my order number is 420. I wish everything in the world made this much sense.
It's gotten to the point where NOT peeing in the sink feels strange and uncomfortable.
I just had sex in a moon bounce. It is all down hill from here.
I don't care how hungover you are were not listening to enya
No way. Our relationship is based solely on texting and sex. A phone call would be too much at this point.
I'm okay with corrupting his young mind.
Ew! He's just a child!
AND I'M GONNA SHOW HIM HOW TO MAKE ONE.
I got pulled into the conversation by "she sleeps with everybody" then "she" involved sleeping with "cocks the size of a viva burrito"
I want to lick his teeth again. Is that a creepy thing to say?
Fucking her would be like seeing big foot, finding a four leaf clover , petting a unicorn, and arm wrestling a leprechaun in a matter of a 6 hour period
Its summer. Time to get to the freshmen before the weight does.
Still slightly drunk, sitting in Hyde park village. Two small children are dancing and singing "call me maybe" on the fountain in front of me. Am I hallucinating?
Virgins should have to wear a badge. This burden is too heavy...
Yeah plus that night got so disgusting it's basically a repressed memory anyway
I should stop pointing to my vagina when I say "I'm in charge!"
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