You know, if there were no such thing as marriage, i don't think porn would exist.
Let's get back to talking about you giving me a blow job.
Yes, that was me on the jumbo tron. No, i don't know why i was hiding.
why is there an outline of nathan's body on my wall in whip cream?
She broke both of her ankles trying to jump off the balcony. it's like every time she drinks she makes even more impressively bad decisions than the last time
Fuck Sunday funday. Fuck real pants. Fuck the sun. Fuck Jameson. Fuck my life. Yes, I am hungover as shit sitting in my office eating bacon.
You talked about giving to sperm banks on a first date. What did you expect?
Pretty sure that's a used tampon hanging from the tree outside my window.
Seriously can I go through one convo where masturbating doesn't come up
Immediately after sex he layed on the floor and acted like my yellow bra was pac man
I really need to stop sending pussy pics if I'm going to be running for state representative in November
No it's a real cult, with original ideas and shit like that
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
you should come have a drink with me (non alcoholic or otherwise) im at the same bar as your sister and a few guys that would apparently "lick your butthole"-congratulations
We should write a country song: “Blacked Out on a Sunday”
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