I just realized I have my pepper spray, gun, and vibrator all in one drawer. One false grab and I'm screwed either way.
judging by the cake all over the hall, my neighbors had a pretty successful thursday too.
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
No way. Our relationship is based solely on texting and sex. A phone call would be too much at this point.
My dick was out way too much saturday not to get laid
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
It's like salsa. But with balls in it. I like to call it balsa
Shaving my legs with an ankle monitor on is surprisingly more difficult than the drunk driving that got me here
There was an unopened condom by my car when I went to pick it up this morning. Someone may have fucked on the hood of my car last night. Don't think it was me but I can't rule it out 100%.
soon, soon....
I don't believe you anymore. You're like the boy who cried coitus.....
You're the only one to love me enough for me to admit the following: Rock-bottom sounds like sobbing to a Miley Cyrus song.
So what other shows do you masturbate to? Or is it just friends
I slept with the Australian in the bathroom of a gay bar. What has my life become.
I'm so happy we share a mutual love of laughing at religion.
She acted like falling "up" the stairs was a fucking physics phenomenon. I call that Tuesday nights.
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