clearly I should have checked to see if he was an NRA member before I went back to his house and woke up in Heston's haven.
I woke up face first on my living room floor arms outstretched toward the christmas tree
he conducted the entire waffle house into singing the song Oklahoma. He was wasted.
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
Also I may have a condom stuck inside me, but I won`t know til I check the couch coushions.
Well girls crying gets you hard so you're not really a good standard to me
No way. Every time you have sex with him you'll end up staring into those eagle eyes and stop mid-orgasm.
Sorry there's no emoticon for I got my period all over a guy's bed so I had to improvise. There isn't even a bed one
We found him in the backyard throwing shoes onto the roof yelling "WHO BRINGS CROCS TO A HOUSE PARTY?!"
No, this place just freaks me out. Like I feel like ill get pregnant just being here. And all those pregnant bellies. It's weird.
PS there is a naked boy in my bed and I just left for the bar...
It's barely past noon, how am I already talking about double penetration
Every day I wake up and there is no spectacular morning wood waiting for me I get so sad.
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
"You can have sex in my class, just stay quiet. I don't like noise." My professor... Shall make for an interesting semester.
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