he drunkenly confessed to whacking off before coming over so the sex'd be longer. this one's a keeper
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
you're single. I'm single. let's spend vday with the 3 most important men in our lives: ben, jerry, and josé
We had to go visit his dealer in the hospital to buy some weed.
The secrurity code on my debit card is 420, can not lose this card.
We need to go to the store an get depends. I really don't want to be bothered with the bathroom this weekend.
Which is worse rug burn on your nipples or laying there after wondering how long you have to cuddle before you can sneak away?
I was ashamed to still be in my green tank this morning, but there's a guy here in full on bright green pants and a green blazer. He looks like the lucky charms guy stretched out at drunker than usual. Now, I fade into the background.
So. Do you think marshmallow vodka in hot chocolate while eating a graham cracker would = s'mores?
In some strange universe, yes
I was told my cock was a religious experience.
Maybe there is a secret pocket full of cocaine in that spiderman wallet.
How do I respond to this?! It's not easy to say "you're hot & the sex was good, but outside the bedroom you scare me"
We're now referring to our nightly Skype time as "strokes of genius." Long distance sucks.
Like how hard is it to come up to me with chocolate and wine and say "hey, you're beautiful. Wanna marathon Doctor Who in sweatpants?" Hell yes!
Power lunch with dad, pain pills and tequila shots. Dad does Monday hard.
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