Dual....:-)
I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
You were making dinosaur noises while jerking me off..
the party we were at had security guards carrying paintball guns. that probably should have been the first sign
fuck your need to drink for whitney a thousand times last night.
Are you still crying. What are you doing. Have 10 shots of tequila.
Joined a porch party below me by climbing out the window and jumping off the roof. Tonight will be good
yeah the cable guy is coming and everybody is hiding all the pieces in the house. we are up to thirty two. like a fun game of smokable scavener hunt.
I just had a flashback to the three of us in the bed and me shouting AM I THE BIGGEST OR LITTLEST SPOON?!
I'm fucking a man old enough to be my father who is also dating my boss. What have you done with your life?
I'm gonna eat more dunkaroos to cope with what's in my vagina.
If waking up at 6 50 pm every day and getting invited to go have sex as you wake up is what alcoholism is like I can get use to this.
Don't be alarmed when we finally get naked and I let out a WOOHOO!!!
Broken leg sex is fun because I just get to lay there
I have a hickey in my new work ID photo.....
Randomize
