just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
Spencer Pratt, I WILL beat the shit out of you someday, I Promise
I didn't know people actually cried after sex.
the awesomeness of being snowed in wore off after we ran out of beer and we realized we really didnt want to be stuck with everyone.
If I brought two seashells to Lowe's, do you think that they'd drill two holes in each shell for me? I need to be a mermaid on Saturday...
No no no. When you take one for the team, there are no stipulations or conditions
My vagina supports interfraternal relations
I love you like a cupcake loves an overweight child, very similar to the mannerisms of a whole cake but personal, and minus the commitment issues, plus just the right amount of icing; not to mention the convenience of mobility, and only a smidgen of the guilt😘
I vote for a trading skills night. You teach me to juggle, I'll teach you knife fighting, and we'll both learn banjo
I didn't know where we were going to start fucking, so I just strategically hid condoms all over the house before he came over.
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
Okay let's look at your past accomplishments you've done hungover... Sat great score, academic decathlon, state for track. I think you are solid to go out tonight
Ah. Hot spring. Infinitely less skeevy than a hot tub. These North Carolinian dudes are all class.
The sex may be the only reason I like him. I've confused the multiple orgasms for feelings.
I'm rolling and just noticed that the thread count on these sheets is horrendous.
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