i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
You just kept saying over and over "Tell me I won't do it." Someone finally told you you won't. You did. Welcome to herpes.
I'm pretty sure you can't just waltz into a walk in clinic and ask them to de-baby you.
She was that classic mixture between "Hell no" and "Why the fuck not."
Subtly mention that I'm not a lesbian. I would only go for rebecca's nipples because they're pierced and I like shiny things.
And if it was a miscarriage you should figure out whose it was. He must be an alphamale for his offspring to sustain life this long in the amusement park that is your body
I'll give you $10 to get a dick pic with a gecko on it.
I've been randomly kik messaging bearded men I find on Instagram while sitting unshowered in my underpants. I'm like the girl version of a creepy uncle.
He was lasting forever and I couldn't take it so I faked an asthma attack
I'm far too poor to be letting my hookups wear my shirts home. I'm down to about a total of 8 shirts and have no intention of buying more
I'm so hung over that I just tried to send you a screen shot of the cracked screen on my phone.
How bad was it?
Stopped drinking Sunday, hungover on Tuesday bad.
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
not that i'm not about exploiting men for money
It was bad. U were calling my cat "kittiano" and playing her like a piano. Way too drunk my friend.
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