Getting food. Want anything?
Vagina. Double meat no buns. I have the secret sauce
just watched an entire episode so you think you can dance for head. so wasn't worth it
I think we were cool up until the point where he saw that planned parenthood was on my speed dial.
lets make a pact to never make a pregnancy pact
i don't think my life will be extraordinarily more meaningful if i let him put his tongue in my butthole.
After all you put him through, I think it was only right that you saluted the bartender when you left.
Yeah things got weird. You ate an entire bag of hotdog buns, then tried to catch a tree on fire with a candle.
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
I can feel my ovaries exploding thinking about them.
I want to play lord of the rings tonight. And by that I mean get really drunk, potentially lost, and go trekking through the woods or climbing shit. I want all of you there. You are the fellowship. This is a mass text. I am insanely high.
It's still 8am.
Yeah, but its wine drunk. WITH A DOCTOR. THAT MAKES MY MORNING CLASSY.
I kept having to give myself encouraging advice like, "you know how a path works"
Well, i'm not hugging a bag of cheetos and crying while I watch Friends wishing that we were Ross and Rachel. So clearly I'might doing better than last night.
He kept telling me my vagina was a pleasure cave... I ended up just taking it as a complimetn
Why do so many fanfic writers want to see hockey players get pregnant?
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