i'm watching the tyra show: "women who beat up their boyfriends" - lets see how she can make THIS one all about herself too.
i just identified you from a description of your pipe
he just came in and straightened the chair and left again
she hid the dish soap because she was afraid someone would confuse it with the margaritas and drink it instead. her reasoning was "theyre both soo pink...i cant tell them apart"
my longitudinal study of the long term effects of sloth and alchol-intake is nearly complete.
so you are graduating this semester.
I planned on emotionally scarring him for life this weekend. DAMN YOU PERIOD!
So I'm thinking about sending him some "sorry I almost peed on your computer" cookies. Thoughts?
I just laughed at the word pudding. I have no idea whats going on right now.
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
The blow job award ceremony was a little much. You guys didn't need to call out what happened the night before.
What? How can you say that? You won!
He's like all my past boyfriends wrapped up into one fuck up. It's enjoyable to watch.
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
You sent me a picture of curly fries with no explanation attached. This is the first time you've texted me in 2 months.
Let's knock shit down like godzilla and have intense sex in the rubble
I'm high. ignore me
Just made a drug contact standing in the sandwich line in the dining hall. Is this real life?
You're my fucking hero.
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