Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
i think i have herpe
just one?
she said she could "feel the heat of my groin" against her. ruined the whole fucking moment.
What I dont get, is for a man with a penis his size, to choose to go back with another girl instead of one that he says is the best sex he's ever had. He cant afford to be picky.
I tried to put a seat belt on in the shower. And I'm 80% sure I ate soap.
Currently microwaving whipped cream to make white Russians and hotboxing the kitchen while this random kid is dancing in the corner.
im like basted in vodka, i went tanning and it was like i was an alcoholic turkey being cooked in a locker of doom
Porn. Physics. Porn. Icecream. Porn. That's my life now.
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
I feel like at this point in my life I should be dating someone who doesn't run out of all his money on Mondays and have to wait til fridy to buy his weed
I remember caressing his hands asking him if he moisturized, then i proceeded to put his hands on my face
this party is nice, but i have to go home and cry over anime in order to fill my daily quota of suffering
While having sex, a German accent isn't sexy.
"The More You Know"
Apparently I've texted the word shitfucked so much it auto-completes it now.
Tonight’s your last chance for a danger free blowjob.
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