as for my dating sex life, no more regret sticks. Only pride wands from now on.
i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
Just did the walk of shame across state lines...milestone?
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
I am drunk at a castle and it isn't even 3. Europe is amazing.
So I feel bad, Ross is asking questions, I think they need to know it's a Spanish lesbian bar
She is just riding on my slutty coat tails.
A milkman. But instead of milk I'm delivering marijuana. And instead of a milk truck it's an armored car.
You're a weed delivery man, in an armored car?
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
You have a long distance relationship and I have a long distance snapchat sexting buddy. If that doesn't describe who we are as people then I don't know what does.
I didn't see her "bad karma" tattoo until after I was balls deep
She was just trying to do dick voodoo. Pretty standard stuff.
Hey every now and then can you tell me you want to fuck me to boost my confidence? Thanks.
Sorry, I didn't know he was with you. The ongoing collapse of Trump has me horny as hell.
There will be bowls smoken and not a single fuck will be given.
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