I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
Ok let's jusst not talk today bc then we'll just do dangerous things but I'll say hello
we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
according to the woman who took my blood today, i have "party veins"
there was a fucking fire juggler. but it was ok bc i was in the kiddie pool and it was the safe zone
nothing says 'im willing to leave my comfort zone for you' like letting you choke me during sex
if you are still a virgin by winter break we are throwing an aztec themed sacrifice the virgin party
she found out just an hour ago that she might have cervical cancer. either way we're watching 50/50 and taking a shot of patron anytime anyone says cancer.
Germany has fetish clubs for everything. We are going to Germany. Germany is our friend.
May 25th. Drunk Laser Tag party to celebrate our bdays. May 26th. Mushrooms at Chattanooga Aquarium. Damn
I may or may not vaguely recall punching you in the dick but it was a misunderstanding and I forgive you can we have make up sex?
There is someone out there for you right now. And we will find her. Or him. Her. Her, we'll start with tits.
Holy shit I'm 26! That took an embarrassingly long time to figure it out, I need to keep buyin weed from this kid
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
I don't want to be flamboyant (says the guy who bought a hot pink suit to be a flamingo for Halloween)--but I don't mind being a little extra.
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