id be glad to
i have the juiciest gold medal in my pants
So for a second i just thought clitoris was a disease.
He came on my chin and called me cumbledore. i give up.
Im drunk and they're making me play quiet game. Im scared. Baptists are here
This could help me cancel out guys. First 4 that text me get to stay in the loop. And the last one gets the boot. We'll do this til there's only one man standing
Also I'd like you to set a calendar reminder that goes off every day for you to take 2 minutes to think about what your life would be like without me.
I texted him 3 days ago he said he was pre gaming for the Super Bowl today he just text" gtomajg kaka hee 48!!!"
I either have a razor blade lodged in my throat or I've been drinking entirely too much Evan Williams.
What's his name?? He crossfits 6 times a week, works in finance & is into the occasional felony class drug. His name is irrelevant in order to know if I wanna bone him again.
At leat we can cross off 'having sex in a classroom' on our bucket list.
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
Its just akward. Everytime he tells me he loves me, I have to respond with, I love having sex with you. and he just stares at me in amazement
Is she still on a quest to lick every stranger that enters the bar, or have the restraining orders reached critical mass?
omg last night while walking home from your house I stole a seatless bike and carried it into my next door neighbors kitchen.. we just looked It up online it's an antique and worth $500 dollars
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