Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
I feel like our house is getting pulled over.
went to the gyno and found out that i have a birthmark on my clit. its like god gave guys a little help when it comes to getting me off.
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
If she were to ever cheat on her husband, I'm positive I'm the the go to guy. Which flatters me and weirds me out at the same time.
I found a ladder. I don't know where I am. Gonna climb it. I feel like aladin
We fucked to showtunes. Never going out with a theatre major ever again.
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
I plan on just grabbing someone's dick if I have to. They will know what's up. Why else do you go to a bar alone on valentines day?
So I can officially say that someone has licked whipped cream off my nipples. Go senior year
I've only fucked to 2 Fleetwood Mac songs, that must be why my life feels so empty.
sexting just seems like too much work right now.
So what your saying is you dont remember trying to hit a golf ball off my chest with a 9 iron?
I'm sorry i showed you my boobs.. I probably shouldn't have done that.
so i went over to her house and we played crash bandicoot, ate calzones, and had sex all day. im in love.
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