dont worry your back hair reminds me of angel wings
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
threw up in the library. i should be embarrassed, but i'm willing to bet that i'm one of the first so i'm kinda proud.
Happiness for him is a different happiness than you can supply cuz you have life standards, morals and goals that dont include the bar or beer everynight.
I feel like it'll be a success as long as she doesn't end up dead in a ditch. There has to be a line somewhere.
We have an unspoken agreement. He helps me move and I give him a blow job. It's really unfair to him considering he doesn't know how much shit I have.
you can't let guys come on your chest and then hog my blanket
I've never been so excited to have my ass in so much pain.
Twist bend and done? Jesus that sounds like a seventh grade hand job.
Don't worry, I'm not gonna try making you Eskimo sisters with your mom
Pretty sure if we keep hanging out on Tuesdays there will be no whiskey left for the younger generations or the universe will implode....tomato tahmato
She is getting high and watching the Hobbit. I want her life.
So she is basically watching her own life story: short people traveling to strange places.
Y'all let us switch shirts in the middle of 200 people....why did you let me get this drunk by noon?
The underwear in the garbage is clean. Just wipe the pizza sauce off
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