I love sluts.
I end my prayers with that every single night.
Redeem this text for a blowjob
Too late, the blunt's already in my cleavage
The fact you even thought licking it would fix it boggles my mind
Well it worked
Not the point
He told me something must be wrong, because no one had seen my boobs yet
And I don't know what it is about weed making me want every episode of the real housewives of everywhere
Me and the guy at the liquor store are on a first name basis, college is all about networking.
After you tried speaking to him in whale you asked if you could see his "blow hole." That's how bad it was.
You just yell-acapella'd the theme to fresh prince of bel air to me while a different song is playing in the bar.
Apparently "I have the beer shits" isn't the excuse my boss wanted to hear. So sue me
I'm going to teach Troy such valuable life lessons. Yesterday I told him to stay away from girls who drink redbull and vodkas.
The George Foreman grill is melted. I don't know what other problems could arise.
You should be able to leave recommendations on Tinder.
Every text my dad sends me is an AA mantra. Might be time to take a look at my life.
It was only a blow job in his car. It's the same as giving a friend a back rub.
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