The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
It is obvious to me now why clam chowder & beer aren't a good combo.
she was using a pencil to fish crushed adderall out of a plastic bag. it was like a college version of fun dip
we've had sex 4 times and he still refers to me as 'the chick in my chem class'
I researched the whole pregnancy breast feeding with piercings. I think you dont have to worry about the trifecta milk spraying thing.
I have not carelessly put myself in herpes way since I got a clean bill of health tyvm.
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
how many dildos make it a "collection?"
Not sure how a movie about Jesus has managed to make me feel insecure about my boobs but it has.
A big thanks to that bride-to-be, Her fiance and his loaded friends will forever hold a place in my heart for the generous tequila body shots on the couch at Henry's.
I'm watching the Brazzers version of Mary Poppins and enjoying it. Volume on and all. 45 minutes.
Ever since the Christmas fiasco of '08, I can no longer watch Rudolf the Red nosed reindeer without getting a hard on
I swear going to your house is like going to a strip club, no matter what happens I get glitter on me.
All I want is some guy to eat me out while I work on grad school things then go on his way
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