I GPSed you we're an hour and 14min away from each other
and it's going to stay that way
you probably should not have drank the wine that everyone spits out. and the sad part, that was not even your low point last night
I just ate a whole pineapple for lunch. You should be begging to give me a bj tonight.
You just begged me to mute the porn and watch her ass bounce while listening to dubstep the whole time.
is he the 3rd person to bang everyone in our group?
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
I think after that blow job he got the other day he'd set himself on fire if I asked.
I thought it was a drawer and tried to pull it out and it wasnt a drawer it was the police call button. I hate everything.
You are going to come home to a suitcase in the fridge. Just go with it.
If I am telling you about the details of the shits I take I probably don't want to have sex with you. Probably.
I was figuring I'd break up with her after work, but before Taco Tuesday
Also, let me tell you how embarrassing it is to match with someone who seemingly has their shit together at 4:45AM on a Thursday.
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
so i find a box of condoms inside my car with turn by turn directions to her bedroom... kinda freaked out cause she got my address and somehow inside my car
I'm going to draw something on my chest and I need to incorporate my nipples. Any ideas?
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