love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
When god put her together, he was drunk & feeling creative... a vagina here, sexually ambiguous breasts there, and a pair of shoulders that would make a linebacker jealous
dude last night I threw my weed into my back yard. there is now a foot of snow. after an hour I found my weed. if I put that effort into school, i'd have a 4.0.
its a vaginal recession for me, ill take what i can get
Birthday was great, I got entirely too drunk and made really poor life decisions. It was everything a birthday should be.
My cleaning lady broke my bubbler. It's awkward between us now.
Why?
Because she knows I do drugs and I know she's a clumsy bitch.
I'm still seeing blue. who wrote on my bare nipple?
Also got home. Still stoned. Mom was up. We made a pizza and were writing a children's book. Sleep good.
Apprently after I bit that bouncer, it all went down hill.
I miss the good ol days when id just come home from school and thered be a costco size box of condoms on my bed.
my parents really loved me back then.
The bachelorette started when I opened the door and they threw a few dozen dildos at me.
If you've never been pounded by an Eastern European body builder, I would highly recommend it.
We made out and he didn't grope me. I liked it. I felt like I was innocent again.
He kept referring to my giving him head as a new level in our relationship and acting sentimental
You gave him a bj, not a kidney
my favorite part of this morning was sitting at the gynecologist smelling like cigarettes and wearing yesterday's clothes.
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