No. You are not the Kate in this relationship. I will do what I want.
Just spent five minutes taking pictures of my hands for some random guy.
Thanks for reminding me why I talk about you behind your back. Get laid.
Farmville is her only friend.
She asked if my windows were tinted enough for road head.
He came up to me muttering about the pills on the bathroom floor... I found him an hour and a half later trying to take naked photos of himself with an alarm clock...
She bit a glass in half.
please stop yelling "ITS NARNIAAAAAAAAA" out of our window at the lone person walking home in the snow
I used to not like fucking fat girls but with her gut clapping against her boobs, its like a standing ovation ever time.
Brought him brownies before taking his pants off. I'm like the Martha fucking Stewart of booty calls. Walk of shame be damned.
At least I got to make out with you a little before you proposed.
But in defense of this shit summer we've had, I totally perfected my shotgunning skills. I have achieved my summer goal.
No one's ever called me intergalactic cocksucker, before.
What does it say about me that I feel completely charmed right now?
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
We need to know if his feet match his cock.
My drug dealer just told me goodnight...I still don't know his name. But I guess you can say we've moved to the next step.
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