i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
seriously this is one of those moments where im glad i dont really talk to or know the people i sleep with
Well said.
I love sluts.
I end my prayers with that every single night.
They wouldn't let me go to sleep at the police station while I was waiting to bail u out. YOU OWE ME
some asshole was waslkibg around with ab electric razor and shaving parts of peoples heads.
When I ask you to make sure no ones coming while I'm changing.. The logical friend would keep watch. But you my, best friend come stand in front of me and flash everybody.
She tried to leave the threesome and I heard you yell "Hey! We don't quit at halftime!"
Turns out lunch break sex with someone you cant stand being around for any amount of time just makes you wish you had gone to get tacos like you originally planed.
When nipples stop being hilarious I'll stop getting them out in public.
He has blue eyes of sex and i am powerless against them
Doesn't tell me where my computer chair went but good to know
So it's ironically funny that my psychiatrist's office and my cocaine dealer's house are on the same street
I agree and I would be an awesome dog
I'm sorry but if you can talk well enough to critique his oral game, he clearly needs the pointers.
I need to get some goddam control over my hormones
My theme for the night was drink diego drink! Unfortunately Dora was not there to navigate me to the bathroom
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