tiger just fucked it up for all of us...she grabbed my phone this morning and started asking questions.
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
Just got roadhead while going 95. I came for a mile and a half.
I guess on the plus side everyone really, really enjoyed my nipple clamps
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
Mattress luging...It's a long story.
I had fun this weekend too. According to Web MD, my symptoms say I had a miscarriage.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
THAT FUCKER WASTED TWO OF MY COLORED CONDOMS! HE DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING FINISH IN IT HE JUST SLAPPED IT ON AND WASTED IT!
I was mid hand job and stopped me because he wanted to "connect" which meant putting his thumb in between my eyebrows and a hand over my heart and closing our eyes...
So his shoes are still here. And there are three contacts in a case. And a shirt on the bed. I've checked my dorm and he's not here. I'm so confused.
WHY WONT HOT GETMAN MAKR PUPR WITH ME!!!!???!?!!
I didn't think you wanted your identity stolen along with your dignity. My mistake.
I'm not going to tell you how to live your life, which includes naming your schlong
this is the 3rd time this week I've gone to the liquor store to stock up for the next 2 weeks
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