I like my sex mixed with concussions.
The whole way homeyou were flapping your arms up and down, and when I asked why you said you were trying to tell Tony Danza about the angels.
I think you came in my ear last night and I had to pick it out infront of my kids in class today
He told me they were just razor bumps!
It was honestly like finding a clitoris in a haystack.
all you kept saying from the spare room was "can you bring me a puke bowl...and the cat"
my mom said i couldn't bring cigarettes cause it was a family trip, which was really irresponsible of her because now i have to walk around the beach drunk trying to find someone with cigarettes.
He walked me home last night across campus while i fed him pasta out of a solo cup at 3 am.
He literally stopped in the middle of sex to look up sex positions on his iPhone...
No clues in my phone. Only dialed call: my own social security number. And that was before 10:00pm.
I'll just be here. Naked. Eating tots and jello like a muh fuggin G
I mean seriously...It's like the universe is saying "your vagina is closed, move along"
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
I'm not sure. I have to find the Greeks I was with last night and see if they can explain to me why I can't hear out of my right ear and why I look like I got the shit kicked out of me
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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