But guess what. I'm gonna roll over and go to sleep cuz there's no cuddling in phone sex.
Just found a shot glass and plan b in my backpack...
Im guessing the shot glass is for plan c?
we went to the store to buy cookie dough and conditionally went straight towards the booze
i finally watched harry potter... a tad unrealistic if you ask me... i mean a ginger kid with 2 friends?
My sink just fell out of the wall. I can't deal with this right now
GET THE DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH AND CHECK FACEBOOK.
you try finding a go kart track at 4 AM on Thanksgiving
i draw the line when you ask for directions at a place you're already at.
I mean, I can get to know him eventually. The time frame doesn't really matter. I'll have sex with him regardless of whether he's interesting or not.
I'm gonna let my dick speak for itself from now on. Seriously, it's always recruiting for me even after 6 hours of drinking.
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
I saw Nicolas Cage's face in the moon. Those were good shrooms.
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
I don't know what you're doing this morning, but obtaining Plan B is my number-one priority.
I may just have to resign myself to life in flats. He's a sexy little chipmunk that worships me.
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