Where you are. You must stay where you are are
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I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
His idea of a romantic evening was shotgunning Keystones. What a keeper.
We had sex this morning and after she goes, " So are we going to do something for Valentines Day?"
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
I feel like somebody took my brain out. Stomped on it with cleats. And then put it back together with a glue stick. Thank you.
My goal for the night is to see your housemate's one lonely teste.
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
My mom just made me promise her that i'll care about the next guy I sleep with
I just got dropped off by that cop that pulled you over. Best sex ever! Consider that $140 ticket my birthday present.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
If you're wondering about the mess, we had sex in the kitchen. There was noodles involved.
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
You know when your cat drags a dead bird into the the house as a present and drops it at your feet looking all pleased because it thinks you'll be pleased? That's what sex with him was like.
People probably think I’m a fangirl bc I go to so many shows but it’s really bc I like fucking the tour manager
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