After that, i’m pretty sure i had sex to the tony hawk american wasteland soundtrack more than once. After doing the deed, i admitted to my deflower-er that it was my first time. It was, like, fluorescent, bright bedroom light, like, over the covers. Patrick’s day, i had butterflies in my stomach, way too much air in my lungs and a boy kissed me in the dark. It was a bold move and a tough sell. I knew i wanted to be in love with the first person i slept with, because for almost everyone i knew, the first experience made them feel like sh*t.
A dangerous game
You could still bring a case if you wanted to. I’m going to go lie down now. You’re the cool kids.