So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Last night while we were having sex, 'God bless the USA' started playing on his itunes. He came almost immediately... so awkward.
I no longer want to be the gay that plays in the revolving door at RelationshipDale's like a seven year old with a.d.d.
I just saw how many times I called you last night. You're welcome.
Something in my vomit makes me think I shouldn't have had that slurpee
I wanna be on tlc
Impossible. You are neither fat, fertile or fashionless.
My workout was carrying 2 cases home from the grocery. It's Bowl Week.
I have a music final in an hour so I put all the classical songs we need to know in a shower power hour playlist, beer included.
Apparently you need a permit for a flamethrower.
I saw a groundgog last night outside my back door. I now have a new wedding gift idea.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
I just wanna get drunk in a castle. Is that so much to ask?
He's a real gentleman. At least he tried to flush my closet's handle after he pissed in it.
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
He makes me want to cheat on my other 3 boyfriends..
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