so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
The brown eye won't let me do that either.
Thats why you always identify the subtext of a blowjob before you accept it.
It's one of those mornings where you wake up and want to go to church for the first time in ten years. THAT shameful.
There's something very strange about masturbating in a hotel room. I feel like I'm cheating on my room...
he forgot we were at my place and not his so he tried kicking me out of my own apartment by saying "so, you can go whenever you want...."
I distinctly remember telling him "I'll suck your dick while you eat pizza"
Yeah probably not. I have a hair appt, a gun class, and hopefully a boy to fuck. I'm booked.
I had sex while you were puking this morning and I'm sorry. Kind of.
It's ok. I had sex while you were drunk crying last night. We're even.
The time stamp on this text message is reason enough alone to not leave me unsupervised
I was just tongue fucked into oblivion.
Come over. We have half a bottle of jumbo champagne left and no boyfriends to slow us down
Good new is, my parents are alive. Better news they will be in the hospital all weekend. Best news is im having a house party. All weekend.
Did that sound smart? Cuz beneath the boozy exterior beats the heart of a fucking scientist.
I'm having to shit out rocks
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