my vagina is like the nba. its where amazing happens.
why are there post-it notes all around the apartment labeled where you guys had sex and in what position
i wish every aspect of life was like a bar. flirt with the cute guy two feet across from you and get whatever you want for free
Most of the time people just stick whatever they want in my mouth. Thanks for letting me decide this time
I wonder sometimes what your vagina thinks about you.
you should have seen his reaction to my boobs, it was like he just met god
That's like rubbing a penis in my face and not giving it to me.
Doctorate. Vaginahole. Cinnamon. Rainbow. Fill in the blanks in the morning.
I need to stop smoking. I just talked to corn.
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
Haha sweet. I'm being the Mad Hatter. I'll be drinking out of a tea cup all night. Or at least until I inevitably lose it, break it, or use it as a weapon.
So changing channels while she's on top is frowned upon. It's back to thinking about baseball again.
Can't tell if it's the drugs or science magic, but I *THINK* that mouse just turned into a squirrel.
Went and sat in the wrong fucking class for 30 mins, answering questions and shit. What ever this is i will be on it for the rest of the semester.
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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