What I dont get about To Catch a Predator is who the fuck still uses chat rooms?
So we were banging and she started puking all over my bed. I'm not sure what's worse, her puking, or that I felt the urge to start singing Flip-adelphia.
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
while cleaning my room, i've found many wonderful things. one of these is the card you gave me for my eighteenth birthday. it's a christmas card that says "i want to stick it in your sponger"
Can you explain my first weekend back, because there a lot of blacked out gaps and 32 friend requests i would like to know about
i almost hope i AM knocked up so i can ruin the rest of his life
Just so you know, I'm standing in my bra eating cereal. My keys were in the cereal box.
I can't believe I had to convince you to not drink butter.
The doctor told me if I woke up with a broken foot and don't know how it happened, I might want to look into getting treatment.
Still borderline I believe. As bad as this sounds, I feel God owes me one here and should not let his grandmother die till after my birthday
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
we're driving around with this really dirty (unclean and inappropriate) 60 year old ex-san quintin con named old skool d that my brother knows and hes bringing us to get weed. what is montana?
I don't want to die alone with cake watching shows about cake
My mom is lecturing me about 'invaluable housekeeping skills' while I google 'cocktails involving gin' on my phone. I can feel the generational gap looming in her silent judgment of my choices.
Life lesson... stop having side pieces that know each other...ffs.
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