My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
all thats left of you is your magnum wrapper on my dresser
There's a girl in here wearing a kaballah bracelet and a miley Cyrus tshirt. consider her judged.
I face planted right in front of a cop. He looked at me, shook his head, mumbled "freshman" under his breath, helped me up and told us to get home safely. I love college.
I have bruises on the inside of my thighs from sliding down the stair case...thanks for encouraging that slut show
i just found this napkin with your number on it in my jacket pocket. it reads amy, drawing of a wine bottle and a house
remember that guy i blew in a bathroom in barcelona, i just blew him again in rome. lightning does strike twice.
I'm sorry you couldn't sneak away today. You're the only guy I'm fucking that I can talk with about the other guys I'm fucking, and I need some advice
I have to be at work in a hour. Can you sufficiently fuck me in 35 minutes?
I'm hiding in a cabinet. I'm going to stay here.
The cat be actin like a 2:30 am poop is the time to tell me all about her thoughts and fears in life. No bitch, this is definitely alone time.
I recall trading my iPhone watch for a carton of Marlboros.
I can still taste your cum in my mouth and my in-laws are coming over. This should go well.
Because, after all, nothing quite says life in 2020 than doing laundry at 9:40 on a Friday morning to make sure you have masks and underwear.
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