I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
After she came with my hands around her neck, she sat there for a minute and gave me the scuba diving sign for a-ok.
I did the seizure Bad Romance dance again last night, didn't I?
you were really good actually. your skill is increasing over time
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
Just a heads up, the coffee pot is filled with Jager.
I just remembered that I did shots out of a gay mans crotch. And there's someone saved in my phone as "Miranda knows where my car is"
"So you think you can dance" turned into "so you think you can run and slide across the bar"...Jack Daniels wins
He's just so adorable. And I don't want to fuck someone who's adorable.
Please just fuck her. She's new to LA and doesn't know anyone nice.
I'm beer bonging chocolate fondue. That's how my Valentines Day is going.
he has a party story that rivals our "PTSD- soldier-with-a-knife" party story. I'm pretty sure this is part of some prophecy.
Are you jealous of my sweatsuit? It's how I get men on Tinder.
Excuse me while I gouge out my eyes.
In which case my work here is done.
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
LOOK AT HOW SMOOTH THIS BITCH IS
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