Maybe I lied like you did about your herpes.
He looked like the mexican version of Steve Carrell with a unibrow.
Just saw two guys having a lawn mower race, and their girlfriends cheering them on. Get me out of Tehachapi,
If lil wayne asked you to lick him like a lollipop I feel that you would willingly oblige.
Unfortunately I think I would lick most anyone's lollipop.
It's your form of community service; servicing the greater SDSU area.
I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
I just masturbated to the audio from my psych lecture . . . this screwing my prof fantasy is getting serious.
I put labels all over the house on things I think are mine. A cactus, the dog, and a bottle of wine.
I'll probably just lay on my couch bra-less sipping wine out of a straw so I don't have to lift my head.
My mom is currently out with her lesbian friends and I'm home alone drunk listening to the Les Miserables soundtrack. WHY DO I FEEL THE NEED TO COMPETE WITH HER?
I wish you could see all the crumbs in my bra....it looks like Hansel & Gretel got lost in my cleavage.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
It's brunch. If you find dick at brunch. You an A+ hoe.
I'm nothing if not determined to sleep with everyone at that company
No problem...what are friends for if they can't rub eachothers genitals.
I pelvic thrusted so hard while he was eating me out that his nose started bleeding. I think it's broken. Trophy scars, right?
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