So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered "Simba"
i just googled "who won the civil war" . how can i still have a 97% in this class?
as i creep her facebook pics from back in the day till now, i noticed that her lazy eye has gotten better
Here's an idea...how about I take shots by myself and drunk dial you around noon?
It was so weird. I had like an out of body experience. I heard the moaning, but I didn't know it was me.
Did I crawl through the hotel lobby all the way to our room?
Why can't public transit accommodate my lifestyle of drinking til midnight on a Monday?
He SHOWED UP to the party wearing one shoe and a dinosaur hat. He kept lifting up his shirt and asking people to bite his nipple.
Well he can play the xylophone with his erect cock... So he's got that going for him
If I had really thought it through, I would have bought some Depends, popped one on and made this night my bitch.
I seriously had alll four of your knuckles bruised into my arm
I just want somebody to fondle my boobs while I read fanfiction. Is that too much to ask?
This feels more like a conference of all the people I've fucked in the past year.
You call it sex. I call it penis conditioning.
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