omg, he ripped it...he ripped my vagina...best. night. ever.
Watching a deaf couple have an argument in the mall. Can't bring myself to look away.
you're my knight in shining pee-resistant armor
I'm sitting next to a ginger. She is decked out in olive green. Gingers fucking love olive green.
I'm eating crumbled blue cheese out of Tubbaware. My life is nothing.
Well I blew a guy I barely know in full view of a homeless camp. That's pretty tame for me.
I mean I want to go somewhere. I just don't want to put on pants or behave.
And tan into my neighbor in the elevator. She was going to the gym. I was covered in mascara and dog hair eating a hash brown
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
It's cool dude. The dank is in the form of premade smores with honey grahm crackers, marshmallow cream and 420 brand choc. bars. NV weed laws have nothing on me.
Well I either feel like the fat girl or very accomplished because his bed is now broken in three places
Nooo. I was entirely happy pretending that my vagina only existed for peeing and releasing Satan's waterfall.
He fed me jello shota while i was sitting on the toilet and then he peed in the shower
woke up with 8 used magnum condoms bound together by floss around my neck, thats about all im gonna tell you.
Is it ok to bone a former patient who is also a client? Since it is two negatives does that cancel and become a positive?
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