dude, i think we just came across a situation where tits weren't worth it.
I mean, I don't even call it a hangover anymore. It's just morning.
Bring it all. We will have a potluck of drugs. It will be magical.
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
Also I spent like 2 hours on the hubble/nasa website sunday night looking at pictures of outer space and cried my face off at how beautiful and complex it is. What's wrong with me?!
We haven't said piping hot jizz in awhile... that needs to come back into our conversations
Every part of me is in agreement...but mostly my vagina
I woke up and found piles of popcorn in a trail around my house, ending at a laundry basket full of pillows. What were we trying to catch last night?
Sex followed by chicken and waffles... Hands down my favorite morning plans. Count me in.
It was marvelous. I was drunkenly conversing with my professor in some of the best Spanish I've ever spoken.
I can't base my relationships off of good dick and dogs.
She just started crying. With my dick still inside her. Something about her grandpa.
I realize my mistake but don't you dare school me in cock, young man
Btw I appreciate you as a friend for taking the time to validate my sluttiness
What you have to understand is that our lives aren't a disappointment so much as they crashed and burned with lethal doses of radiation and dog shit.
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