I want to leave work and go home and eat Five Guys and masturbate
If the first sentence isn't something about weed or the nature of choclate I'm skipping class.
Found a bar with a washer and dryer and they serve food. I never have to leave
I never had a problem I couldn't slut my way out of.
Let me make this really simple. We woke up this morning and fucked three times. When I got up and took a shower she cleaned up the mess from last night and did the dishes. Then we went out and she bought me brunch. I don't give a FUCK how much you don't like her.
My dealer threw in a "freestyle rap" today with my purchase. I dont know if I can handle this relationship.
He got completely naked and is now just standee there next to my bed poking at my hamster. Why can't I get sex the normal way.
he had shaved armpits. I repeat: HE SHAVED. HIS. ARMPITS! First hookup of 2014 and it's with a weirdo. Alcohol:1 Me:0
YAY! I just removed my own stitches, and I'm only bleeding from one spot! on a related note, do you think a dishwasher will sterilize forceps and trauma shears?
I'm thinking my boss switched to all cordless keyboards and mouses so that none of us would hang ourselves in the office.
I've finally done it. I finally achieved my lifelong goal of becoming that awkward lesbian in high school who went on to have sex with more women than any of her male classmates.
2 weeks into this dating someone with money thing and I already don't know if I can go back to the being poor life
Recliner chair sex has moments of worry....just don't.
Rarely does a man I fucked with upgrade from me
You're a problem for me, dick game too good. In the future when I'm with someone I actually wanna to date, now I'm gonna compare.
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