Gonna be late. Someone jumped in front of our train.
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
I kept whispering "I love it when you call me big papa" until she got annoyed and left
Thru out the entire phone conversation I went from thinking: he's making a gay come-on, to he's trying to sell me drugs, before realizing he was offering me a job with an internet company. Things are gonna be awkward in class this week.
This is the first time since last march I'm gonna be going to a class for more reasons than wanting to bone the girl sitting next to me.
Mission get my tooth back and find a new dick to ride starts after i sleep for the first time in 2 days.
So getting drunk in honor of the bomb threat is legit right?
he fed me chocolate as I gave him a handjob. I felt like a princess.
So take that alcohol. I still win. I ALWAYS WIN. Plus i didn't have to wear clothes. DOUBLE WIN.
i think she just faxed a picture of her vag from the office copy machine... i mean what kind of sexting is that... wait is that even legal???
We've only been here for 15 hours and our names are already on 2 separate police reports. We've also been given our "final warning" by the cops and hotel management.
I mean, he drove your car and it burst into flames, if anyone cant be trusted, it's him.
I woke up this morning wearing his boxers as a shirt
Headphones came off my phone same time as The Weeknd sang "Who's gonna fuck you like me?"...Everyone at work heard it.
Only you would try street racing in a Volvo.
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