you kept lying down on the floor at the bar just to prove you could get back up
Sunscreen. In my vag. I hate summer sex.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
They normally just get fucked up and see who can hold their hand on the exhaust the longest. It's great
Last night you sang a duet with a gay man posing as a straight man posing as nicole kidman; your life lacks neither color nor texture:)
He got cut off by the bartender. So he kept buying people drinks of they would i get him a drink. Before you know it him and 8 people were outside the bat trying to get people. To by them drinks
My breasts were aching with rage.
We can talk about your dick in my throat after a decision is made, this is my hair we're talking about. .. shit's important.
Have you ever had to act sober and talk to an authority figure in a coconut bra? Because it is just as degrading as you would imagine.
So I woke up really sad and then I looked in the cabinet and there was weed and now I'm not sad anymore
I'm not getting off this floor. I love this floor
One door closes, one man cooks for you through the next open door
You know what...ii have the turtles...were together....i love these god damn turtles...
If it makes you feel any better, I can't find the goldfish I dropped like five minutes ago.
I just came in my own mouth don't ask me how cuz it really hurt and felt good at the same time.
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