I'm to the point in my high that every song eventually turns into Lady Gaga
its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
i figure i've seen his cum stains on the floor, i'm allowed to say these things.
Not enough clothes on. Not enough vagina. Not enough drugs in my body.
I think I'm getting too used to throwing up in the reception trash can. It doesn't even phase me anymore
He told me I was a pleasure to arrest. That's the 2nd time I've heard that.
His search history includes homemade sex toys and a plunger. I'm scared about what goes on in their place.
Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.
Ultimate Fighter Idea. You and I both have unprotected sex with the same girl in the spam of days. Whoever the child belongs to, wins and that child is the ultimate ultimate fighter.
How high are you?
Apparently I'm ahead in the foot race to his dick because I'm not insane. If I'd have known that's all it took, I'd have worn sweat pants more often.
after all you did bang a few mechanics. you must have got some second hand skills by now for building us a go kart.
Something about the fact that I could do coke off her ass cheeks just speaks to me
the amount I squirted last night was insane. Im glad i ignored tlc's advice, i went chasing waterfalls and loved every god damn minute of it.
Do you have Pokemon Go yet? I just caught a Clefairy on my walk of shame and feel way better about myself.
I'm good. But Nutella doesn't taste as good as it used to.
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