he thought i was a dude.
Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
She deep throated me and when I woke up she made me pizza. I was full of emotions I started to cry.
Crumbling up chips, putting them in salsa, eating with spoon. New level of stoner fatassery. Its so genius/delicous i'm not even ashamed
I'm not sure which is more depressing, the fact that the hospital is making me put together a living will before surgery, or that all i'll be leaving behind is 25k in student loan debt
And I'd make him talk dirty to me. In Forrest Gump's voice.
The only way to make beer can wizard staffs any better is to sew your own wizards robe and hat to go along with it. welcome to tuesday nights at my new apartment
Nice just gets you lonely or dead. I don't like those options.
A talk about Arizona woman's rights politics has never turned to sex so quickly before.
Found your counterpart from cali. Walked into the bar we were in with milk and a donut, ordered a beer and said anything his group wanted was on his tab....dangerous
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
I did not have sex with him because he had a puppy…finding out he had a husky pup waiting back at home was just an unexpected plus
I'm drunk still and I cried and now I'm watching Whitney Houston singing the national anthem and I'm crying more
I accidentally brought up how there used to be a big tree in his yard, which I could only have known if I had been Google mapping his house.
There's a possibility I may have hooked up with that British guy...
Possibility? You left the door open! Everyone saw!
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