Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
she uses ice cubes and hums anything I want. Last night was Welcome to the jungle. it wasnt lost on me shes a puma. no shame in that 30+ game.
2 bagels in my tummy and my herpes on my mind
Im at the hospital with monitors on and a giant green top hat. i blew a 24somethin. Im fucked.
He just said he wasn't going to drink on Saturday because he was drinking on Thursday and Friday...we need new friends.
My girlfriend was pissed, so if I had to guess, i'd say I had a GREAT time last night
I don't know what he sees in her. All I see are horrible pancake nipples
I was just counting ceiling tiles when he ate me out, it was that bad.
She was really fucking loud. My neighbors definetly knew my name...
She's an honest to god fucking ballerina. She did things I don't have names for.
You called me at 3 am and I rode my flat ass bike that I dug out of my garage in the dark to meet you at dunkin donuts for a 10 minute convo about your mother and you didn't drive me home.
you owe me a blunt and a bottle of moscato.
IM WAITING BITCH. ANSWER ME.
Liz is crying about burritos again.
I also just stashed a half dozen bobby pins in my bra.... So when you take it off later, consider yourself warned
unless you want this visit to have a different tone... more romantic, less molly in a hotel room
So her ex boyfriend came up a lot in conversation while I was fucking her. Is that weird?
Who the fuck has a conversation during sex?
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