Sometimes I find that I've been touching my boob(s) without even realizing it.
Just woke up and stopped at the WaWa in Virginia. Had major morning wood and didn't try to hide it when walking around. So many awkward stares.
i have a real life question, do ur boyfriends pretend to be vampires ever?
Im doing kagels to the beat of Christmas music... "Jingle Bells" is hard. Try it.
no seriously he was fingering me like he was really really frantically looking for a song on his iPod.
I need a leash, or some shame. Maybe.
Yeaaah. I'm kinda wary about that guy. Does he still have that taser that he found on the train?
He showed me one of his balls and said "this one's free. you'll have to work to see the other.."
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
Like not in a "I wanna have sex with you way" more like a "I wanna cuddle your mustache way"
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
Nobody feels the need to text me back. Men. And I sent myself a message saying nakedness. I'm all the man I need.
Never go drinking with anime club. End of story.
He took a shot of vodka and AND ATE ME OUT AS A CHASER. YESSS. I AM IN LOVE.
The best part of being a lesbian? If I'm late for work at a hookup's place I can use her make up and peace out. Well and all the sex of course.
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