No. You are not the Kate in this relationship. I will do what I want.
We could sell used underwear with pictures of us wearing them.
so i hit rock bottom, god threw me a shovel. i continued to dig.
She's yelling about threesomes and realllly wants you to come over. Put the pieces together.
She started puking and I started running and I swear to god there was a wave of vomit chasing me down the stairs.
Is it 3pm? Or am I losing my mind because it's pickled in vodka and diet coke?
The waitress just told me I'm asking alot. So far I've asked for a soul, an angel and carbombs
Solid teamwork gives us a good shout of both bringing home trophy cougs
Also, if someone could cut me off before im rolling around the yard pantsless with a 40 year old lesbian that would be awesome.
definitely just forgot to put car in park in front of a police officer and ran into a bush.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
If I die here, tell my vagina and my cats that I'm sorry.
I feel awkward having to tell people “sorry you can’t finger me because I will get a UTI and I don’t have health insurance”
I accidentally just texted my dad asking if he wants to do shrooms with me. Do I leave the city now or...
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