Don't you send me to vm
I am dying of drunk and no thats not a typo.
so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
i have a surprise for you that looks bigger since I found my body hair trimmer
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
She was shaking her boobs and I was so high all I could think was "breast maracas"
I stole an ensure out of their fridge and started chugging it. That was when Maria made me leave.
He took shrooms and didn't want anyone to touch him. He kept saying he was a chip and he didn't want to break.
That's all? I'm a pro at gay chicken. I'll touch his dick, I have no problem with that.
he puked in the sink and didnt turn off the water before he passed out on the bathroom floor. its been 2 hrs and we finally noticed that the whole fucking house is flooded. to hell with this birthday party
My penis is saying yes, several less important organs are saying noo...
We were fucking and his phone rang and it was his grandma. He just had a conversation with his grandma while fucking me from behind. Then his dad called and asked him what he wanted from taco bell.
Binging muscle relaxers because when ur 33 you can no longer SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTURE for 2hrs w/o consequences. Fuck you, Age.
All I know for sure is, I went to bed drunk and I woke up in a relationship..I think I need to reevaluate my drinking skills.
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