The girl I brought home was really impressed with the pile of blow you were doing while watching "Intervention."
I am currently trying to use a tide to go pen to remove the jizz from my backseat, it's not working...
she reminds me of the kind of girl who'd fuck in church if you asked. I can dig it.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
Home. Hour long discussion with mom. Very frightened. Eating a sausage. Don't remember making it. Confused.
I can't believe that 100lb chick tackled me through a flight of stairs
I'm just pissed at the whore who takes over my body when I'm blacked out.
I feel like I have two modes: Super fuckin high, or super giddy from caffeine. I have learned to accept this.
You know our reunion in two weeks shall be a drunken bikini clad magical adventure right
Wake up we need to beat the walk of shame rush hour
I may or may not have told him that he's "the only one with a PHD in this pussy"... I should like direct cheesy porno flicks or something.
because. if I can't sit outside naked and eat my watermelon every morning then I really don't see the point in moving in with you.
Well I can't be held accountable to know every which time you slid a finger here or slid a finger there. I'm way too busy getting close to climaxing to document these things.
Let the healthy eats/juice cleanse begin. Today is day 1
Have you cleansed yourself of the boy yet?
You spilled your drink, and we laughed so hard my boobs popped out of my shirt.
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