I cant video chat with you tonight, my parents are home
r u implying that im some kind of v-chat prostitution whore?
It's like Facebook knows when I'm about to masturbate and tells me to reconnect with exes.
When I realized it was a dog, and I still had a boner, it was awkward.
I think I'm going to wait until after Halloween to call off the wedding. No need to ruin my favorite holiday.
I just had to ask my dad for money to pay for my birth control. I've hit financial rock bottom.
I just told my sister I love her. I'm in no condition to drive.
Please tell me your aunt didn't see the Brita pitcher full of condom wrappers. We had at least 100.
Party Liz is going to have to have her wings clipped until someone gets me some baby reins to wear
To sum up. The glass blower from the ren faire ate me out last night. Best ever. Go find yourself an artisan.
it was like a shit fog rolling out of the east to encompass me and have it's way with me
While we were having sex he asked me if I wanted to get wingstop after. I think I found my future husband.
And my parents said I crawled through the house
Me too like the fact they didn't arrest me wants to send them an edible arrangement
I'm too depressed to masturbate. This election is the worst.
i doubt you are even in possession of a crowbar.
I suggest you not find out the hard way
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