We dont have to go to dinner or anything gay like that. I just wanna do it.
I absolutely love you.
Stage 55 clinger. not a typo. I cannot even believe this shit.
had to ask my 13 year old sister if she knew any dealers... she did. it's good to be home.
Gonna bang his former student. Clearly I am winning this breakup.
I woke up to a gnawing sound in the middle of the night and asked him what it was. He told me it was the family of squirrels that lives in the wall and to go back to sleep.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
According to the red cross, I'm not suppose to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours. That means you're on top.
Well. No wine. And no real mixers. I'm using vodka and grape juice and calling it Slurrrlot. Happy Holidays bitch.
It sucks laughing and vomiting at the same time, trust me. I kind of remember
My boobs looked so good under the black light I saw a girl physically cover her boyfriend's eyes.
And then he dove into my vagina like scrooge mcduck into a room of gold
So I woke and tried to get up. Then I realised my foot was stuck in the pocket of the pool table.
We will just distract him with tacos and porn.
When he pulled out it sounded like a balloon deflating
Don't worry. I have logic.... just not morals.
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