how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
what kind of morning-after breakfast implies 'thanks for the sex, but i'm not gonna call you ever again'?
I want to dip my vagina in sugar. Not only will it be sweet, but it will have a nice sparkle.
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
im in his phone as 'great ass to tap'
... was I dreaming when we did coke off of the xbox, or did that really happen?
no more duck duck goose at the bar
slow down on the beer.. we don't need another pentabong projectile hot dog incident
It's been two days. I am still burping up jello. Everything tastes like jello. Everything smells like jello. I am DONE with jello shots.
This is what happens when wu tang raised you
Well right but if we go, he may just disappear for a long time into the unknown with the drag queens.
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
lonely sunday drunk me decided to tweeze my pubes. HORRIBLE IDEA
When he breaks your heart after he reveals he's gay, I'll be there for you. -Love, Dad
I wouldn't hate if he could handle a sex only type of ship. I really don't want to use the word "relation" in front of that.
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