please. tell me to stop eating out of the trash.
I swear to God, I saw my life flash between my legs.
long story short: there's a file in the master file cabinet labeled "lube".
Everytime I sleep with him he gives me another hint to what his tattoo means. I'm like a slutty Nancy Drew.
Law school is ruining my masturbation schedule.
Just woke up. Need to shower and fuck. Be there when I'm done disappointing. Should be 30.
TOMORROW NIGHT CAN I HOLD YOU LIKE A BABY
yea i really dont care about the sex, i just want him to eat my vag. He has to be good at because of his tremors.
at first i was on the bathroom floor cuz i was hungover. now im just here because it is cool
It's all fun and games until some random starts jerking it on the deck.
I'm drinking straight vodka and railing lines of adderall while writing a paper about the nature of Jesus. It's 6:50 in the morning. College.
BTW rolling him off the couch and onto that tarp was pure genius. He definitely pissed himself last night.
Let's get matching tattoos, something that resembles our friendship
A tequila worm?
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
If he moved really quickly from "hi I've had a crush on you for years" to "send nudes" you probably were used.
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