um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
I will show your tits more attention than Michael Jackson's death.
we'll penetrate his innocence with our dicks
the boobs are fake... i feel like i just found out santa isn't real.
I just remember standing in the shower with you eating chips.
I'm so covered in bruises. God dammit drunk me. We are a lady.
I just laid my head on this pillow and I smelt your penis. It was comforting.
I GOT A VENDING MACHINE FOR OUR LIVING ROOM
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
He called from a stranger phone to say. He was a t a liquior store and there was a long line they have no condoms. This is the guy i was gonna go on a date with
Atleast he is letting you know he will be late
while he was teaching, every time he said "wet" he would look at me, that's what you get for sleeping with the professor's assistant
You were so stoked after landing that flip that you dropped acid with three random guys without hesitation
I will gladly accept you into my home with open legs.
He literally lured me in the house with his cat then we ended up fucking on the living room couch while the cat just sat there and watched
Spencer just told me I got home and was opening beers with my teeth and trying to make pot butter
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