I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
I don't know where I am but the food in the fridge is awesome.
He started to lick my mole,thinking it was my nipple.
This is not a drunk text right now. This is an i want your dick text. There is a difference.
As we walked into his room, he said welcome to the hurt locker. I should have left, but I love that movie.
He was so bad, he was dry humping me and his dick was nowhere close to my vagina.
So there's dick imprints in the peanut butter
He is the Donovan McNabb of stuff up his ass. Tell me that tomorrow. Too high to remember.
How many layers of skin can you loose before it becomes bad?
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
Realistically you can't tell me you're gonna put mashed potatoes on your dick and expect me not to get excited
I told him he could fuck me in his Notre Dame jersey if they won and he never texted back. What is this world coming to
They are gonna stay together and get married and have 2 children before he wakes up and realizes that there is more to life than anal
He’s like an awkward walking penis that has a personality attached
He fucked me while I was smoking his blunt. His apartment was trashed and he drives a van that looks like it’s been hit by a train but still 10/10 would fuck again.
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