I thought if I stared at him long enough he'd walk me to my car. but he didn't. he dddidn't. i rreally thought i had those powers.
I don't remember. Are we still dating?
Exactly. All of us sinners go to hell and get nothing while all of the goody two shoes get to go to heaven where its all pink floyd, lasers, and pot.
We carried on a casual conversation about plants while I gave him a hand job.
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
HE'S turngign 18teen real soon.k
He said he wanted to have butt sex with me and curl up with me after and just be near me. Then he passed out.
We bonded over blowjobs and stories of our childhoods. It was beautiful.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
it's almost 8pm and i'm still hungover. at what point do i alert someone?
I mean, I love her. But not "I'll have a threesome with her." Type of love.
he taught all the little kids to ski. it was stupid hot. i'm pretty sure my ovaries exploded.
Note to self: Calvin Klein's are not safe to shit in.
I'm way too sober and people are way too heterosexual
I feel like we'd have a lot of fun being drunk at a dog show.
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