When we were fucking, you could hear the beer sloshing around in my stomach
No, i'm not gonna let you give me a footjob on the floor of the cheesecake factory. C'mon.
4 maple syrup blunts. Decided to sit on my roof and count the snowflakes that landed on my tongue. 84.
How do I tell if what I'm covered in is pee or cum?
the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
He was pretty out of it. He heard crickets outside, and thought it was the laptop. So he put his ear to it, rubbed the keyboard, and said "tell me your secrets."
just tell her a well fed dog doesnt stray far from the porch, and if that doesnt work just keep fucking her sisters
He picked me up from the airport wearing nothing but a trench coat and a bow on his dick
she smells like cat throw up and cupcakes. i'm trying to focus on the cupcakes but it's really. hard.
I can't even go pee because I'm making sure he doesn't run off somewhere naked.
Even completely stoned shes amazing on the piano. There are like 7 people sitting on the ground listening to her like she's the messiah.
Maybe before the beach I should get a tracking chip in my arm.
Shits getting dirty between us in her dad's bedroom. I'm talking early millennium rap and r&b
I took out a life ins. policy Thursday. It's okay I can die in Nashville now.
I woke up while she was taking a panoramic photo of my morning wood
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