So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
She begged me for sex again. I felt like I was telling a homeless person I didn't have any change.
I promise you I could read that dogs mind, he was arguing with the other dog saying he knows how fucked up I am
As a side note, my abs are sore. Most likely cause? Orgasms. Thank you.
I just went to pick up my pigeon from your house. You should be getting a picture soon
Next time he asks to wax your nipple while you're passed out I promise I'll be sober enough to intervene.
Also I had a dream we made my birth control into a joint. What does that mean?
My sheer presence has sent the hipsters running in terror. I expect no problems.
Go christen that room with your naked body.
I decided not to look up the nudes, because I believe that there is a line, and that mocking my old classmate's horrid nudes alone crosses that line.
New goal find someone I love enough to use these Japanese pancake flavored condoms on
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
I kept falling all over the place and yelled at the bouncer you can't kick me out I'm from Texas.
So I said "fuck it" and made myself a sandwich
He forgot how to sit. we had to pick him up and set him down.
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