I feel like death. And death is wearing a fleece blanket as a dress. And is seriously contemplating wearing this to go get something to eat.
last night this guy was hitting on me by showing me the famous people he had in his contacts on his cell... when he asked me if i knew lindsay lohan, i said "whose that? sounds asian"
my mom sold the house because of the grow room the couple saw i had in the basement.
In preparation of Wine in the Woods next weekend, today we're hosting Straight Vodka in the Bathtub
I made mike pull over so I could lay in the grass. He made me get up cuz I looked dead and people were passing. It was like 6:30am.
Last comment. I know of no exercises, diets or practices out there to help keeping balls young and healthy. They simply succumb to gravity.
You can jump from the roof to the pool. Trust me. I have done this before.
Just ate a gummy bear I found in my sheets. So yeah, 2013 is SO gonna be my year.
But I aced my quizzes. Apparently flash card beer pong is an acceptable form of studying.
It happened to me once. But i washed off in a duck pond and walked home naked.
He was leaving the restaurant I was going to as I was parking. I didn't want to scream, "hey, didn't I jerk you off?" Out of my window at 10 am
The hotel had a helipad. Of course we had sex on it.
So I considered mediating this morning and instead I master-bated...same thing right?
I've seen you go skiing on a Tuesday, but you think you're too good for TGI Friday's?
Nothing says happy Monday quite like coffee and oral sex.
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