i dont know what it is, i just found it in my pants.
Don't interrupt me, I have a limited time to be high and thus be remarkably good at Pac Man
I wanna dance tonight. i just wanna grind my ass in some man's dick.
I am only moving my arms so I remember that I can. These brownies are wild.
Recent Google searches: "babu kangarooz"... "why 2 tacos bell" and "is dinosaur in real life"
I couldnt give him head when all I could hear was his little brother playing the piano and this family singing along to it.
Sometimes he has weird facial hair...Basically he has a penis... that's what he's got going for him.
Plus my stomach has been speaking through my ass all day sending notes saying "fuck you" and "this is from your liver" or "i will kill you."
she just announce I'm david copper field and tried to shove a napkin down my throat
You may want to re-read your sent texts from last night. You were texting me about your "fire shits" spelled 6 different ways between 3 and 5:30 AM.
I think we r still a few steps from ex sex. In fact, that's never going to happen. I'm just saying on the seething-chemical-fire-of-emotional-distress-to-post -relationship-intercourse scale, I'm closer to fucking than throttling. Progress is fun.
I'm glad your nude photos turned out "classy" but you cannot hang them in the living room.
It's hard picking what to wear when you know the plan is sex. Like can't I just wear my robe let's just simplify this.
I woke up at 4am because the neighbors cat managed to sneak into my bed. HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS STUFF HAPPEN TO
when i woke up with rugburns on the tops of my feet, knees, and chin i was a little confused. and then i remembered i had sex with him in his friends walk in closet.
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