Dude..TWLOHA day. gonna write LOVE on my arms before going to the bar tonight. its like a pussy guarantee.
It's not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
drunk enough to think that masterbating in the pool is an awesome idea
i'm sitting pantsless eating potato chips and watching porn before he picks me up for our date. I hope he's ready for this...
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
May or may not have been going down the road shooting fireworks.
Come now. I'm bloody but I'll give you the best fuck of your life.
Im gonna get home and destroy this bag of chicken nuggets with my soul.
We had sex twice and at Wendy's how dare you diminish that.
I just told the sun to stop. That hungover.
I just remembered that last night I seriously contemplated swallowing the cap to my toothpaste
I told you, she may have multiple personality disorder, but like in the most upbeat way possible.
I would reevaluate a bf who is happy with other guys doing me.
Alex thinks he can revoke my dick privileges haha.
Isn't he the one getting all the privileges ?
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