I am in shape. i keep telling you that.
Round is not "in shape," it's "a shape."
I wasn't pimping you out... I was helping you network!
she's not even a shacker, she never made it inside. she's just a porch girl
I'm not being over dramatic, but I think my heart is going to stop beating.
That last minute feeling of hesitation on whether I should bring my health card to the bar usually means I'm in for a good night.
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
I was wasted and the time changed. I blame the male strippers.
The condition was that I had to eat her out to Beethoven
Remember that girl from my stats. class that I ran into at the bar 2 weeks ago? She literally hasn't been to class once since I told her I sit behind her.
Running my fingers through my hair was like that scene in Patch Adams where the old lady got to swim in a pool of pasta. I love Molly.
I cant see straight, her clothes are all over my floor and I'm covered in bite marks... No I will not go to brunch with you
So do I get to ride the beginning of the November stache or what?
I may or may not have just had sex in the bed of a pick-up at a drive-in movie theater.
His dick has the same name as my pipe. I'm keeping him forever.
Is that strawberry winking at me??
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