dude chill. it wont be anything like your seventh grade birthday party.
we were dressed as cave people and he kept telling everybody i was so easy a caveman could do it.
I mean I like that it's warm enough to open the windows, but it annoys me that I can't walk around naked anymore.
In hindsight buying the pill crusher with my vicodin prescription might have been too much.
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
Did you guys have sex yet? And don't worry, I broke the ice already by sending this to both of you. So you can just jump right into it. You're welcome.
I promise not to drug you or anything. Please come to my birthday party.
my dad just paid them in porn...i no longer feel guilty for getting hammered and not helping
I swear some just paged for more cock rings over the intercom.
Basically, what i'm trying to say is, if you don't have something, excuse or gift, to satisfy my anger i am going to look you in the eye and piss on the floor.
I WANT TO. I JUST IMAGINE HIS BEAUTIFUL BLONDE HEAD INBETWEEN MY LEGS AND I BREAK DOWN AND START CRYING.
Sex aside I am really scared about Syria...
the people next to us at the red light cheered for you while you puked out the window...
Does going to a local bar count as taking part in Small Business Saturday? Asking for a friend
immediately after sex he started talking to me about nerdy stuff he meant to text me earlier, I'm completely smitten
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