somehow on my way home with matt, I ended up straddling steve on the sidewalk and polling the people walking by on whether or not we should have sex.
lol earlier she was acting like a normal gf... and then BANG! shes touching herself again...
I don't know if it's her mysterious past or atrocious grammar, but I think I'm in love.
why do guys feel they can ask questions when im blowing them? you'd think they'd know my answer will always be "mmhmhmhmmm"
Playing a game in life called "how far can I make a man travel for a booty call"
Ya. I was the definition of a shit show. I woke up outside my door when my alarm went off
We're knee deep in HJ's right now.
Even jesus won't love me after tonight. I'm going hard.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
Just bought koolaid for my vodka in a DARE shirt with my NES wallet. I'm everything I thought I'd be when I was 8.
Except even better, boobs get discounts.
he puked in the sink and didnt turn off the water before he passed out on the bathroom floor. its been 2 hrs and we finally noticed that the whole fucking house is flooded. to hell with this birthday party
What's dad's email?
askmom@cause.idk
At least your road beer policy is responsible. Well, relatively speaking.
Do you think they manscape in the zombie apocalypse?
WHY ARE THE COPS ALWAYS AT DENNYS WHEN IMDRUNK!?
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