we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
Umm you don't wanna know how many "I'm sorry for calling you last night" fb wallposts I just had to write...
I think im drinking tonight later on...which is good cuz i walked pass the liquor aisle the other day and i swear i heard a kid call me a pussy
i think the beer goggles wore off after hearing the story of her 2nd abortion
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
All I know is you walked out of the kitchen in some kind of French onion dip bra and started passing out individual chips to guys saying " do you dip?"
Also I'm proud of us for having an educational conversation in this group text.
Pagan metal show. There is a folk dance happening in the mosh pit. Also, I have no idea where we are.
The impact your presence has on my vagina without even putting your hands on me is quite astonishing, impressive and a little disturbing.
Yeah! Just remind me to. I'll also bring the blow up penis
WINE AND FILM. TALK ABOUT AN UPGRADE FROM NETFLIX AND CHILL.
Although the guy I'm messing around with just offered to let me be his rich brother's sugar baby
You hit your head and proceeded to fall in the floor, curl up in my lap and make me rock you like a small infant. I was beginning to worry until you started to sing "Rock me momma like a wagon wheel".
Some guy is here to get laser hair removal on his balls. I hate my job.
Same way I cope with everything else. With dildos, dunkin and depeche mode
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