Yeah. We was talkin. Its ok. My bed is too filled with pam for sex. Its like a slip and slide of butter product.
She wouldn't stop saying her own name. Like a damn pokemon.
after we had sex he went grocery shopping. at 6 am. i've never been more confused in my life
He insisted on sleeping in my bed. Had he taken all of my obvious hints I would have sucked his dick. He only wanted to snuggle. My world has been turned upside down.
Hannah wants to know if she cant borrow your stats notes because she threw up on hers.
Night. I'll wake u up at 6 with the unfinnished vodka bottle so be prepared young grasshoper. U have much to learn.
I decided it might be a good time to stop when he requested I "bring that pussy over here"
I am so stoned. And there are so many white people in this Jack in the Box.
im gonna shove his purity ring down his throat
Ehh, the third backed out. Two still isn't bad. Who gets a bootycall to pick them up from a bootycall's house anyways? Only me.
Also Fuck you Stephen King and Fuck the horse you rode in on, making me cry In front of my coworkers.
He stumbled out of their hotel room and yelled, "I'M ON A STATEWIDE TOUR. I'VE BEEN IN KENTUCKY AND OKLAHOMA."
Should I wish him a happy birthday?
Well he has been inside of you enough times that you probably should.
You can't hold me to anything I said last night; I was drunk on orgasms.
I need your help immediately! I sorta kinda sliced my foot off at the ankle with my new kitana. Bring your cooler, ice and some hospital road beers.
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