I woke up this morning under my fitted sheet and my legs through the sleeves of my sweater.
And you kept hanging up and calling back because you thought I wasn't greeting you properly.
My itunes is telling me i listened to toxic by b spears 108 times last night
you were yelling that somebody needed to take your bra off with such enthusiasm my first thought was that you were on fire.
I rolled over and my thoughts became words and I said "oh fuck not you again" he didn't think that was too kind and asked me to leave
It's the 30 sec rule.... the worst that could happen is I could die
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
I'm pathetic. I'm eating cream puffs in the bath and crying a little.
It would be weird sobbing cry sex.
I'm sad about how hungover I'm gonna feel tomorrow.
I used an explanation of Walking Marriages in the Mosuo Culture to successfully negotiate an open relationship. That Anthropology degree is finally starting to pay off.
We should have a mid-burrito sex-break, too. Just so we don't get too full all at once
Good point.
The night took a wrong turn after I found you smoking a blunt with a midget behind the bar...
i think i passed out for a few seconds while we were having sex but he didnt notice...
operation Bang Australian Boy = oh so successful
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