i get to take a trip to the beach with the bf yesssssss!!!
we can sleep in the same beddd wooooooot!!!!!
Is it a single bed? I never understand people who can share a single bed. Snuggley bastards.
I'm with you Posh. I've not slept alone for more than a consecutive day or two for, I dunno - seven years, and still I can't fall asleep if I'm being touched.
i get to take a trip to the beach with the bf yesssssss!!!
we can sleep in the same beddd wooooooot!!!!!
Is it a single bed? I never understand people who can share a single bed. Snuggley bastards.
I'm with you Posh. I've not slept alone for more than a consecutive day or two for, I dunno - seven years, and still I can't fall asleep if I'm being touched.
Right! Right! Me and my missus have two single beds pushed together. Total area=lots. And if I roll over or bounce on my side, she doesn't get disturbed.
i get to take a trip to the beach with the bf yesssssss!!!
we can sleep in the same beddd wooooooot!!!!!
Is it a single bed? I never understand people who can share a single bed. Snuggley bastards.
I'm with you Posh. I've not slept alone for more than a consecutive day or two for, I dunno - seven years, and still I can't fall asleep if I'm being touched.
Right! Right! Me and my missus have two single beds pushed together. Total area=lots. And if I roll over or bounce on my side, she doesn't get disturbed.
In reality this symbolizes your unwillingess to actually commit to a serious relationship. You are together in everything but your hearts, and you feel compelled to give yourself the option to easily break away should you find yourself suddenly constrained.
i get to take a trip to the beach with the bf yesssssss!!!
we can sleep in the same beddd wooooooot!!!!!
Is it a single bed? I never understand people who can share a single bed. Snuggley bastards.
I'm with you Posh. I've not slept alone for more than a consecutive day or two for, I dunno - seven years, and still I can't fall asleep if I'm being touched.
Right! Right! Me and my missus have two single beds pushed together. Total area=lots. And if I roll over or bounce on my side, she doesn't get disturbed.
In reality this symbolizes your unwillingess to actually commit to a serious relationship. You are together in everything but your hearts, and you feel compelled to give yourself the option to easily break away should you find yourself suddenly constrained.
maybe you should see a relationship counselor.
We would make a relationship counsellor cry, and then we would laugh about it afterwards. I'm imagining it now, and it's making me smile. Not a nice smile.
In reality this symbolizes your unwillingness to actually commit to a serious relationship. You are together in everything but your hearts, and you feel compelled to give yourself the option to easily break away should you find yourself suddenly constrained.
In reality this symbolizes your unwillingness to actually commit to a serious relationship. You are together in everything but your hearts, and you feel compelled to give yourself the option to easily break away should you find yourself suddenly constrained.
maybe you should see a relationship counselor.
oh for the love of god I hope you are joking
What? Just because I don't subscribe to these modernist theories regarding what people have known for hundreds of years?
I hope you're joking.
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What? Just because I don't subscribe to these modernist theories regarding what people have known for hundreds of years?
I hope you're joking.
^^ abstractions are fun.
I don't snuggle up to my (now ex) g/f when I'm sleeping because the constant contacts disturbs me and I can't sleep. Simple, practical scenario. She was the same way.
I also have to role over to actually go to sleep. Unless it is right after sex. For some reason that makes it possible to fall alseep spooning.
Go sex!
Sex hardly needs cheerleaders.
If this were a movie, your best buddy would have walked up to you with a stern look on his face, backhanded you, and said "Get a hold of yourself, man!"
Then you would look at him, clutching your cheek, and say, "I'm...I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
I also have to role over to actually go to sleep. Unless it is right after sex. For some reason that makes it possible to fall alseep spooning.
Go sex!
Sex hardly needs cheerleaders.
If this were a movie, your best buddy would have walked up to you with a stern look on his face, backhanded you, and said "Get a hold of yourself, man!"
Then you would look at him, clutching your cheek, and say, "I'm...I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
I don't mean in the fetish sense, I mean in the traditional sense. Nobody needs people making them all peppy for their sexual experience. It kind of comes with the position of.
He signed over the things in trust while my grandmother was in the hospital for dementia.
I'm HIGHLY sure that's illegal. But my parents don't want to do anything. They figure "if there's an afterlife he'll be fucked. If not, he'll have to deal with fucking his own family every day."
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i dunno! i've never gone anywhere with him in 2 years! wooot!
and thanks yal!
I'm with you Posh. I've not slept alone for more than a consecutive day or two for, I dunno - seven years, and still I can't fall asleep if I'm being touched.
ah that's lovely - made me grin a big soppy grin.
Goddammit can't think of a funny joke involving queen size beds. Damn me for being unfunny.
Fabulous.
Right! Right! Me and my missus have two single beds pushed together. Total area=lots. And if I roll over or bounce on my side, she doesn't get disturbed.
In reality this symbolizes your unwillingess to actually commit to a serious relationship. You are together in everything but your hearts, and you feel compelled to give yourself the option to easily break away should you find yourself suddenly constrained.
maybe you should see a relationship counselor.
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We would make a relationship counsellor cry, and then we would laugh about it afterwards. I'm imagining it now, and it's making me smile. Not a nice smile.
Groovy!
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oh for the love of god I hope you are joking
I never finish anyth
What? Just because I don't subscribe to these modernist theories regarding what people have known for hundreds of years?
I hope you're joking.
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^^ abstractions are fun.
I don't snuggle up to my (now ex) g/f when I'm sleeping because the constant contacts disturbs me and I can't sleep. Simple, practical scenario. She was the same way.
I never finish anyth
I also have to role over to actually go to sleep. Unless it is right after sex. For some reason that makes it possible to fall alseep spooning.
laterz
woo sex.
Go sex!
Sex hardly needs cheerleaders.
On another note my school didn't have cheerleaders, so I never developed that weird fetish. Cheerleading uniforms don't look very sexy at all.
While I was still inside my girlfriend.
While I was still on top of my girlfriend.
Yeah, I don't know how that turned out. She only weighs like 100 pounds, while I'm 180.
If this were a movie, your best buddy would have walked up to you with a stern look on his face, backhanded you, and said "Get a hold of yourself, man!"
Then you would look at him, clutching your cheek, and say, "I'm...I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
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Did you never see her again?
Congratulations.
You are a Wayans brothers joke.
I don't mean in the fetish sense, I mean in the traditional sense. Nobody needs people making them all peppy for their sexual experience. It kind of comes with the position of.
That's not true! That's impossible!
How, exactly?
I'm just being mean.
I don't think it worked.
Dang!
They aren't supposed to be wearing them, silly.
Yeah. I think it's the idea of the individual rather than the outfit itself.
Fuck that self-professed saved asshole.
Yeah, to hell with Wal~Mart shoppers.
He signed over the things in trust while my grandmother was in the hospital for dementia.
I'm HIGHLY sure that's illegal. But my parents don't want to do anything. They figure "if there's an afterlife he'll be fucked. If not, he'll have to deal with fucking his own family every day."
Would miss really be the appropriate word to use there?
You'd be surprised what months of anticipation can make you excited for.
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I hate myself.