There comes a time in every man's life where he has to shit in a catbox to prove a point.
I feel like you just avenged me for every guy who came in my hair
So we stayed at his mom's and all got drunk and he and I hooked up in his old bedroom. Then his drunk mom came in and tackled us when we were still naked. Why does this keep happening to me?
I was Jaeger weird. I was rolling on the floor pretending to be an Olympic gymnast and my name was Gina
My brother walked up to us as we were making out and was like "hey man, go to town!" and winked
If your gig isn't over in 30 minutes I am coming on that stage to come on your dick.
I have the rest of my life to settle down this is totally time for friends and pizza
I just let my boss bend me over his desk and spank me. I think that is some sort of American dream.
And he's a cuddle champ. I know because I slept over because I don't know what boundaries are.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
At one point I had two blunts in my hand and had no idea where they came from.
I finished OITNB and broke it off with my fuck buddy in the same day. It's going to be a rough week
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
im going to smoke a cigarette and reflect on my life choices
I'd still fuck that
You'd fuck a dead moose
Quite possible
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