now I regret adding my aunt on facebook. she remnded me today on my wall about the importance of checking my stools for blood since I have diaherria.
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
I wore my front clasp bra so he would have to prove his sobriety to me before we had sex.
It's one of the many facets of my drunken alter egos. I'm like substance abuse batman.
Were not alcoholics, were just impatient for fridays
Three guys came up to me at the bar and started dancing on me, while screaming "Johnson's girl." That's the last time I sleep with a freshmen.
Also, the greatest of ironies: I got shampoo confiscated by security while Corey managed to get pot through. MERICA!
I think I need a restraining order. I had 15 "selfies" of him on my camera roll......my phone has a lock code on it.
Yes but funny for a 45 year old hell bent on reliving her college days by giving body shots and hand jobs. Not necessarily in that order
I just came so hard I growled. Definitely found my gspot.
I'm willing to share. He can have sloppy seconds.
Don't know how your birthday has been, but mine has involved Hershey's syrup and a blowie. It's safe to say you're playing catch up.
All I got was pictures of my boss and dicks. So, that was the end of snapchat.
She told us she had powers and that eating tree bark cures the shits.
FINE. BE CELIBATE AND ACCUMULATE CATS. SEE IF I CARE.
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