I think I might be in your shoes. Except they are actually my shoes. Either way these shoes are wasted.
went out last night and woke up on the bathroom floor again, thinking about just moving my bed in there.
i love when people i haven't talked to since we fucked write on my wall.
just woke up to a 10 min voicemail of you singing "99 red ballons".... you need to work on your german..
blowing a .13 at 10 AM isn't nearly as cool as I thought it would be.
Dude i think i got lasagna in my eye
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
So the next three days will be henceforth known as the 'celebration of the end of the most irresponsible years of my life' be prepared to wake up naked in a ditch.
I'm toasting stale bread and thinking of you
Is that a sex thing?
The only downside to doctor sex is that getting choked with a stethoscope leaves marks.
He said he's in to distance fucking. I thought he just mean long durations. We fucked on a towel all the way down his tile hallway accross his kitchen and into the living room
Are you in a good mood because I stuffed you with enchiladas, ice cream, penis, and cuddles last night?
If I had an Australian accent I'd be unstoppable. Teach me how you talk
so in 24 hours i have gotten caught having sex in my car by a cop, almost burnt off my vag, almost got hit by a semi, and got fired. awesome.
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