Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
I'm still with the girl from last night. remember to call me conrad and that i work for PETA
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
September 16th, captains log. I awoke in a daze, not sure of my location
He stole her cigarettes and walked 15 miles just so he wouldn't have to wake up next to her. God I love being a lesbian.
Totally just locked myself outside of my house, in my robe, with the fedex man and a box of sex toys. Not my week.
But fine, we can play that game. You can come over and we can have totally platonic, long, boring discussions. Or we can fuck. Whatever.
Dude, it's not gay. It's winter.
Thursday could be nutella day. You could make me a nutella sandwich and then fuck me senseless
I texted him a series of texts in which the first letters of each text spelled out "WE SHOULD HAVE SEX". If that's not dedication to the dick, I don't know what is
Did we do drunk science last night? There's tequila in the test tubes...
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
I promise not to pretend to be Jesus and take the wheel. But to my credit you shouldn't be saying that while I'm that drunk and we are in a car.
So I realize somewhere between mildly irritated and outright belligerently pissed is where you are, but as to location, where are you?
i know were having a "heart to heart" right now, but does it make you feel uncomfortable that im sexting someone right now?
Randomize
