my throat hurts so bad i feel like i just gave head to a cactus.
i hope not, i just know that at one point I was sitting on the bathroom floor eating bugles and crying because i had no one to show that it looked like I had witch nails when i stuck them on the ends of all ofmy fingers.
Worst hangover of my career vs the return of the blue balls. Will keep updated
I can't. I can't get out. He cooked me food. And made me jager bombs. And painted a glow in the dark smilie face on my boobs
while i was sleeping he changed my screen saver to his dick with a heart frame around it. I just might be falling in love.
He's drinking 50/50 vodka/water out of a camelback. Disaster would be a compliment at this point.
Also I walked home in over mitts \nLet's take a minute to really laugh about that
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
I think that "I fucked your little brother" wasn't the best way to introduce yourself.....
Plus, it's just valuable. Virgin pee is very well-priced.
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
I got off F O U R times, just because he wanted to hear me moan. He is my hero.
raging hangover at work with a lunchable dreaming of the sex ill never have. my life is perfect.
Remember the Giant sandworm from the movie Dune? Well that's about how big his dick is. No bulshit.
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