you were watching a documentary about sharks and wouldn't stop stroking my legs and whispering "what if they could walk?"
Whatever, its basically a crime against humanity to miss an andre power hour so she'll get what's coming to her.
On the back of that comment, I've formed a theory that as a result of my brainwashing your drunk self actually believes that beards are your calling.
I never appreciated sexting until I went to rehab
I want what they have, but in the meantime I have a whole bottle of rum to which I'm quite devoted
I need a thor helmet and I need to find my heavy duty drinking mug
Also, I would just like to reiterate my apologies for tearing up in the grocery store.
It makes no sense at first, you go with it, it's fun and entertaining and then a disaster
Love these next 4 months. Wake up from a college football hangover and get to put your hand down your pants and watch NFL football all day.
is that a sigh of girlish delight, or "sigh...I'm having a herpes outbreak'
Can't it be both?
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
His dick is a spiritual experience and meditation is very important to me.
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
We got cut off at a bar at 4pm. We aren't human
april was a good month for me, sexually...doubled my number, had a threesome, fucked a girl for the first time and two different boys in one night. there should be a medal
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