fuck your aforementioned shoe
For some reason, my father is not responding to the 5 texts I sent him that all read: "Dad dad dad dad dad dddaadd dddddaaaaaaaaad dad".
It's only slutty when someone else does it. It's okay if it's us though
you think she would figure it out that ever dude that fucks her is just doing it bc they are in a contest to bang the fattest girl
Why do i even want him? It's like his dick is a trophy and I need to put it on my wall of shame.
You played a drinking game to fat people crying. It's a long climb to the moral high ground, why bother?
Brilliant thought; pill pong.
What could go wrong?
It's raining beautiful colors and I don't know what the fuck is going on
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
he has a party story that rivals our "PTSD- soldier-with-a-knife" party story. I'm pretty sure this is part of some prophecy.
All right, sex is off the menu for you. Now you just get friendship. So I can spend marginally less time being annoyed by you.
Would I do it again? Probably not but still,I don't regret a single ratchet thing I've done in college.
The sex definitely would have been a perk. But not sitting in a ditch was what I was going for...
And how about the fact that the first time i really truly looked at a guy's dick was in my car. MY CAR. GODDAMNIT!!!
So I got a text from him saying "jacking off...thinking of you" I think I'm going to get a restraining order
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