we went to sleep in different beds and woke up spooning. alcohol truly is the anti-cockblocker.
I like to think that tonight was Jesus punishing James Cameron for his role in popularizing "My Heart Will Go On."
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
All i've done since I got back to my room today is take a three hour nap. Like, I even planned to change my pants and haven't even done that yet.
I have been running off of weed, alcohol, and Mexican food. What is Tallahassee.
I'm sober in pajamas at a bar. Nothing is ok about that statement.
And at least you didn't have a dinner of Ranch Pringles and Double Stuff Oreos. I forgot that part of being single.
She climbed up the stairs with three brownies in one fist, two in the other, and one in her mouth. Also, she opened the bedroom door with her foot. I may be in love.
I just went on etsy and my personalized suggestions on the page were either kinky sex restraints or baby things. I feel like etsy just summarized my life.
This weekend I was almost blinded by a cumshot to the eye, so happy Labor Day I guess
And I'm laying here struggling with the notion that I need to put pants on.
I made a powerpoint to trip to.
you are so studious.
Alan said you can come over and eat me out anytime you want, as long as we give him enough notice to hide in the closet before we arrive
It's next to that place that has cock fighting.
It's official we're now working from home permanently. I'm getting paid to have sex and sandwiches. I hit the lottery.
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