I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
well when mom kept referring to my "black hole of a vagina" and how i devoured all the nuts at the party like i was a pro, i figured my stay was up.
New major. Tourism Management. I dont know what it is but it sounds like something all the stupid slutty failed business management majors do.
I am not kidding you. There is an airport luggage cart overturned in my driveway. We need to stop going to the airport bar.
UPDATE: WE WILL BE HITTING THE BATMAN PINATA WITH A SWORD
This summer isn't about fun. We have to train our livers to survive the next four years.
I'm approaching homosexuality at an increasingly alarming rate with each break up.
I'm looking at some sugar baby profiles to get some insight on what we're up against.
What is this nonsense on the table
Your idea.
I mean the hole taco that was chewed up and spit out
What!? It's 7:30am on gameday. This keg is not going to drink itself.
He flew in from NY last night. We had sex in the back of my car in the airport parking lot and then he fed me fresh Babka (from Breads Bakery) as I drove him home. I can't decide if I love him or Babka more.
He literally knows my vagina better then I do.
My roommate just yelled at me for coughing. I'd like to yell at her for doing lines off our counter last night.
He made me ask permission to to cum and it made me cum.
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