Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
Every time he makes fun of me for anything I just remind myself he ate ice cream out of a strippers vagina
I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
let's see, i ended up walking for an hour towards a macdonalds that didnt exist, sprinted full tilt into a powerline, and left a 30 dollar tip to a waitress at dennys we made friends with. I REGRET NOTHING
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
there isn't one for "I'll give you an I'm sorry blowjob" but that's also an option you have. in the meantime here is an emoticon of a caterpillar
Just streaked campus for a bottle of patron...maybe you're right...I might have a drinking problem...
I'm truly not mad that he's at a strip club, it's that he couldn't look far enough into the future to figure out how to get himself home from one
OUR DIABOLICAL SLUT PLAN HATH COMMENCED!
I'm just going to take the mature adult root and ignore him for a bit, and then pretend like I didn't see him jerking off.
Nobody likes ball hair. Not even gay dudes
All boys are excommunicated from my vagina until further notice.
I don't think it's a coincidence that the day I just happen to do the splits at the gym I come back with 7 guys' phone numbers.
I'm sorry you had to knock him out on your birthday. But that also means I won the bet that you'd hit someone so you owe me 40. dollars
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