how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
Barsexuality is the new black.
Actions speak louder than pants.
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I need you to use more vowels.
I think ill wear my dads dashiki but make it sluttier. We shall see
'twas the night before moms weekend and all were blacked out. Not a coug was sober not even farm house. I was down to fuck but you were not in sight, so I bid pullmania a sweet goodnight.
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
I swear the toilet was so cold I tried to stand up but my balls wer frozen to it. most awkward five minutes between me and my mom.
I won't let penises inside me if you won't let tequila inside you, deal?
When I go out tonight I need to make sure to be really good. The Easter bunny doesn't deliver to jail
I tried to be mean but not so mean that he won't bone me next weekend
all i remember is slapping you in the face with a slice of pizza while laughing maniacally.
You and your dick were a topic of high regard tonight
I texted him "my vagina is pounding for you"
I know, you made me proof read it.
We ran out of vodka, so instead of body shots you wanted to do cupcake shots off her naked body...happy birthday to you.
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