And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
i woke up with someone drivers licenses in my wallet this am...he said i don't have a business card so just take my drivers license
His sex texting was like a step by step guide to the most boring sex ever...
i don't think my family understands the severity of a twenty first birthday.
PS, you're not being slutty, you're "making dreams true."
Only you can can turn Jenga into a drinking and then a sex game.
Driving around Panama at 7 am looking for an open liquor store..
well he is only 50 percent black.. but after last night i am 100 percent not going back
You told me to pour the Gatorade on you "like Flashdance"
Seriously though a big penis is like a puppy dog, or a sunny day or some other glorious thing
You are such a penis elitist
After closing we did it on every flat surface in the bar. Best use a coaster if you're coming to happy hour today.
Fuck you. I've got onesies to keep me warm at night. And this bottle.
Once the overwhelming "oh god my crotch is on fire" wears off, that excite stuff is really nice
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
I'll seduce him with my charm, after all, I am a graceful swan.
More like a demented cow.
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