Ok so the guy below me is either having sex very loudly or is very lonely
Took an aderol, wrote a differential equation for solving volume of flow of a rectangular channel with change in depth, then masturbated for the 6th time.
i lose more brain cells when ever she opens her mouth then i would doing meth for 8 years of my life.
He did plead exhaustion. And I made him push through it. I am like the motherfucking badass football coach of sex.
He puked, did more shots, and then pissed in a drawer. We thought it was bad enough and all of a sudden...boom-clothes come off and he passes out with slippers and a styrofoam hat on and a guitar hero guitar in hand pretending he was slash.
booty call birthday vouchers, best idea ever. it's like giving a present to myself for someone else's birthday.
We have six bottles of wine and we are at target buying baby oil to grease up the sleds with, just in case you're interested.
I don't even care if you were high. The fact that I've been begging for us to have those cinnamon rolls for months and you didn't even save me one is not ok.
I don't know where I keep finding these guys, but mi power bottoms es su power bottoms.
So apparently being drunk at work isn't allowed.. who knew?
I kid you not. He let me in into his house, showed me the putt putt in his backyard. Offered to play me.
Ethically, this is the worst thing I've ever done. Financially, however...
I really prefer to do my walks of shame in the summer
She's not allowed to do acid anymore... she started crying because she thought she was an eagle.
I met up with trey last night. He whispered in my ear "I love you" then raised his voice and said "but not in a I want to marry you kind of way, but if you died I would cry."
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