ok think of it like jelly beans. if you can learn to like the licorice ones, youll always have lots of them because no one else wants them. its the same with fat chicks
I was so high i started crying when i saw how much puppychow was there.
His friends call him "Gasm".... Im going for it.
It's my birthday, I plan on masturbating and boating, maybe even masturbate on the boat.
You made eat vitamins until I threw up
I was very proud of myself that day. I had an awesome time. I don't care if I negatively impacted others.
Jesus Christ. If I were a normal sex-having person, I'd think I was knocked up. I'm cycling through emotions like I'm in a decathlon to crazy.
I feel like my body was put in a dryer with rocks set on permanent press.
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
College has done two things for me. Given me the confidence to blow my nose in public and shit in public
I'm tired of the topic. I sent him a pic of my vagina to change it.
...take a good look at your butthole.... then try matching it to any paint color on the Benjamin Moore color wheel....not gonna happen...
It's like if you wanna bond just do a ropes course or have group sex you don't have to be weird about it
Philosophical question for you: is it better to go into work slightly drunk or slightly coked out?
I'm sitting here with a band aid on my labia, this is a first
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