yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
I doubt the Taliban would support fake nipples.
I am watching the CFL at a Hooters in Texarakana. I made a poor life choice at some point that led me here.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
That birthday blow job you ordered came in the mail today. I suggest you hurry home.
The party got hot, we all started raging, took off some clothes, someone threw me in the shower and we all kept raging. Nude Rager, I was there at the point of conception.
I couldn't do it. You can't break up after that many orgasms. It's physically impossible.
My date bailed but I got to take a nap so I'm cool with it.
Bro I needs to be rescued in 30 mins...prfeebly someone died in a car accident needs to be the excuse
like when you break up with someone your virginity slowly starts to grow back & when it's done it's like ding ding ding you're ready to date again
Like I'm not tryna become president or marry a doctor or some shit here, like one level above garbage is all I'm asking for
literally who communicates this much post-hookup why r u like this
I can't believe I watched you put a tampon in in the parking garage
I don't know what happened last night. But I just woke up in the high school boiler room
What's the protocol for doing tequila shots at a baseball game when you're chaperoning for a church group? You know, hypothetically.
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