This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
There's a girl in here wearing a kaballah bracelet and a miley Cyrus tshirt. consider her judged.
if I see one grey pube I'm spitting his penis out!
I just want a better ending for myself. Not walking around with one sock on and my bush hanging out.
I cannot believe how calm you were last night about telling Katie she was on fire.
You insisted that you sleep on the bear rug instead of the couch. You said it was lonely and you kept on petting its head.
I'm more impressed with the spaghetti smoothie at the present moment.
i'm using salt from the free peanuts to stop the bleeding.
I think the best part was when you jumped over me naked.
Were you paying girls to come up and grab my cock and tell me I look like bradley Cooper?
I love you. Happy valentines. Satin Patricks dayyyyyyyyyy. Alreadythrew up. Geeeeerait.
That's like being smoked out by a unicorn. If the opportunity presents itself you fucking do it and don't ask questions.
You, me, naked, mistletoe, fifth of jack, gallon of lube, condoms, Cheetos, handcuffs, rope, along with no morals, inhibition or judgment. That's all I want for Christmas.
Can't. Way too high. Forgot how to operate doors. Stuck outside.Come get me.
Holy. shit. Chris has no pants on. In public. Fuck. Need you.
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