please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
it was like playing where's waldo with your underwear
You dropped me off at the wrong girl's house.
There's no such thing as a "wrong girl" make it happen.
alright see you in the morning.
you didnt know i had herpes?
is it consensual if they're cheered on by a room filled with 30 people?
Somebodaw call 311 postw fire bunso on vietena floorwnkd
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
If is anything like my past relationships, I have no doubt that I will single-handedly reignite the Cold War
I vaguely remember stopping for a bag of bugles and some lube and then I woke up this morning with melted chocolate on my hands. I think I love him
There was probably a tattoo above her soulless vagina that read 'it's a trap!' Yet you ignored it
All I want to do is sleep. And If I'm not sleeping, I want to be eating or fucking. I'm pretty sure being pregnant has turned me into a dude.
Out of all the things you could eat off of my tits you choose lettuce? Thats so healthy. Yuck.
I found a hot kiwi last time and sucked his dick. That's what rooftop bars are made for.
He sent me off with a naked dance ending in a meat swing. I don't think I'll be seeing him again.
you can see where the duct tape was on my nipple
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