Just TALKING to him is better than banging my bf, imagine what actual banging will be like.
Its like after 6 beers, the clap doesn't scare me anymore.
He was at the bottom of the stairs showering himself with the popcorn, then eating a few handfuls and running around.
He skyped me to learn how to roll a joint and for us to masturbate together. And you said a long distance relationship wouldn't work.
In all seriousness, if tomorrow night becomes a heated game of Which Ex Gets To Take The Plastered Birthday Girl Home, I'm going to bow out with my integrity intact.
He's hinting that I'm starting to be kicked out of their blunt rides, I can feel it.
Did you make me take pictures of your ass last night because you fucked on some wet paint or did i dream that?
most of the afternoon was spent sneaking around my house and alternating which bathrrom to throw up in.
Seeing the pictures of him and i, I'm giving whiskey the win on this one. Definitely had beer goggles.
Drunken snow shoveling. Visiting my family is starting to become a seriously risky venture.
The sound of my own breathing is making my head throb. That hungover.
I just masturbated while watching Say Yes to the Dress
This is what my life has come to
ive started thanking my toys after masturbating. might be time to get some fuck boys
my morning attempts to try to have sex with him was interrupted by the passion of the christ parade going on outside my house
I WANNA... wait, will you kinkshame me?
Nah.
I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE SMELLS LIKE
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