a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
it's like iHOP with fire
Thank you blackberry messenger, for giving me a way to sext faster and more efficiently
Sorry for making you give strangers a ride for hits of acid.
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
I can't find my underwear or one of my shoes but he baked me cookies for breakfast.
I have a pocket in my purse that is just for condoms and cocktail swords. I feel like that speaks volumes about me as a person
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
I masterbate to the thought of you. You totally aren't just a booty call.
it would be so handy to have a fax machine attached to my body
I wish I could understand how you function in society
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
When you're a bigshot ER surgeon and I'm a starving artist, I want you to remember who held your hair last night.
She's high and screaming MEREDITH IS A WHORE
I'm getting drunk off Malibu and watching Drag Race and it's only 2 in the afternoon. I'm the poster child for sad gay men.
My Boss was giving porn recommendations. I think I'm scarred for life.
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