i was more sad about losing him as neighbor on fishville than as a boyfriend
Was finally able to jerk off without the motion giving me a migraine. Think my hangover's getting better.
Telling me its the beginning of school is like telling me the crown royal fairy has come back from vacation.
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
I had to carry you down because your legs weren't moving anymore but you were carrying the weights you stole from that guys room... and that's where the bruises came from.
Your doorknob is in my back seat, in case you were looking for it.
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
You were so excited to be getting 4 tickets to the Whale Rodeo.... That high
Ran into his mom at the bar, i told her "i know he's married now but I'd still do him"
YOUR BALLS CAME OUT. DONT CALL ME A SHITSHOW.
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
I told him finishing at the same time would be a long-term project. Like flipping a house. A sexual house.
Our nipples touched last night. It was tender.
So this morning when I woke up. I found my refrigerator open and no more food. It was empty, I'm home alone for the week. Where in hell did that food go?
I forgot to bring soap and all I could find here was body wash. It's like bathing with laundry detergent.
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