Dear tim. Christina farted and it smells like kid roses.
I just met the 30 percent of the population with an STD
Poopin on the sidewaaalllkkk. I wish my text told you that was a song
my bedside table was not meant to hold this many beer bottles.
He told me he breastfed 'til he was six. That explains the obsession with me getting fake tits. Is it a red flag?
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
Your panties and toothbrush are in your mailbox. just not ready to be with anyone serious. take care.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
why isn't there a kind of gay where i let guys give me head but they don't expect me to give it back? i could be that kind of gay
He was that good?
I pulled you and a keg around in a wagon for like five hours and apparently everyone else remembers it but us.
Well if I can't snuggle you, I might as well snuggle a stranger's cat.
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
Scientific fact: if he makes a face like a demonic dog when he's fucking you, makes it easier to fuck without feelings.
Whoever thought of breakup sex is my new best friend
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