love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
yo im tryna cop a beej tonight
September 16th, captains log. I awoke in a daze, not sure of my location
so I woke up without pants, but my cardigan was still on and fully buttoned. curious.
Aren't you glad we're at the point in our relationship where I don't even ask why you're hiding in the cabinet?
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
I'll be honest with you, my dick was out at that point in time.
You were carrying around a milk crate, randomly putting it down calling out 'praise be to the milk gods' and making people pray to it.
Walked into my campus store carrying a pitcher of sangria. No fucks given. Also this recipe is banging.
And I feel like pitchers of margaritas accidentally make it down your throat a lot.
I mean, the lady at the Mexican restaurant insisted. She said she would win a prize if she sold another pitcher before noon. And plus I got to wear a sombrero
she sent me a picture of dilf asleep in bed with the caption "what happened last night?"
She just left someone a voicemail saying 'you better not have plans Saturday night, cause I'm going to sit on your face.'
YOU DONT EAT A GIRL OUT AND THEN GO PUKE ASSHOLE
I've never seen anyone as high as you were.. you collapsed onto the kitchen floor hugging a tub of ice cream. You named it phil.
If I lock her out of the apartment right now would the neighbors have grounds to sue?
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