Its about making memories worth repressing
So apparently when I roll on X I find 'dick ina box' not only hilarious but also sexually arousing.
bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
I actually kind of like the booze poos. It's like a colon cleanse. I feel skinnier.
This creepy guy was following me and i hid in the bushes. i could say i was high as an excuse but honestly it was straight up fun.
remind me not to fuck anymore half bald 20 year olds. because obviously there's attachment issues
They better compete for your attention. Dual to the fuck
My brain is foggy with friends reruns and him licking hummus off my tits.
I found out his name. Apparently we sat in the shower together and flooded the bathroom.
It's ok, I like adventure. Just ask my vagina.
I haven't included my nuts in a shave since the Shaq/kobe Lakers era. I gave my self the ol full court press in order to change the tempo.
That's pretty intense. There aren't many people I would pick over a burrito
Get over here asap there are three naked girls two bottles of whiskey and only one of me
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
I will go to bed dreaming of sexy Olympians carting me on a throne to the beach where they feed me pizza and champaign and massage my head/wash it like the hair dresser does.
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