Say my name once during sex just to fuck with her. Like when it gets rough.
i didnt like the question options for my yahoo account..so i made up the question and it was "favorite bathroom to shit in"
His texts read Like a 15 year olds diary.
after we finished, she said she had been a backup performer for Cirque du Soleil. THAT flexible.
Is it love? I honestly haven't even thought about watching porn for over a week now, and haven't thought about fucking any strangers either. It's quite eerie.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
Life for us students isn't all fun and drunken lesbian affairs you know
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
Dropping acid was like seeing the whole world as a blank canvas to imagine anything I wanted.
And apparently all you wanted was to watch the sun explode and me take 60,000 dicks to the face.
sexting while watching Peter Pan the Musical! something just doesn't seem right here
The parents I babysit for are at this orgy. I need to leave.
Apparently I was telling them, "I AM A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN AND I DON'T NEED YOU TO HOLD MY HAIR," and I pulled my hair back and puked.
Don't worry dude, I've created a sex logic bomb to stop that sort of thing.
looked it up online and zoo tickets are only 20 bucks and there's also a museum of science close to the hotel.
i'm not going to a FUCKING museum. i want to be wasted and possibly double penetrated... have you EVER been on vacation?
I forgot to bring soap and all I could find here was body wash. It's like bathing with laundry detergent.
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