Only at my house do scrabble games turn into fist fights. I won though... the fight not the board game.
All he did was lie there and used his hands to keep pace. He was like the metronome of sex.
i just rememebered i spent like 5 minutes on the ground warming some chicks toes.
just got booed by the entire restaurant.
Well, there are worse ways to make $50 at a gay club.
When it gets to the point that I'm more comfortable being naked at his house than my own, it's time to readdress the fuckbuddyship.
There were gay boys and a jukebox. It was like god wanted me to.
since when did our medecine drawer and our sex drawer become the same drawer? we now have lube covered cough drops.
My mom now keeps ice cubes on hand for my bong water. We may be able to work this relationship out.
I flashed a party boat full of Asians yesterday, didn't I?
I'm tired and starving, and I'm pretty sure I just cost the company 33,000 dollars...fuck you and you're "you'll love going to work high" nonsense.
When he swipes my v card it will be comparable to my bat mitzvah. should I make sweatshirts or sweatpants?
I'm topless, wearing a fur coat, stink of sex, and eating dim sum. 2015 is off to a great start.
Dammit. the window insulation sheets are too small for my windows. Yet again I am disappointed by size
Hangover and judgement, the breakfast of champions.
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