i just rolled a joint on the giving tree. that book has given me so much.
The stories of what you did in Cuba got home before you.
I can't wait until next week, when I find out what drunk me added to the Netflix queue.
a price tag just fell out of my vag. i guess its worth $13.99...
Great I'll forever be branded as gym slut at the new gym.
the question is "speedos?" and the answer is "yes".
But you're the one who should be jamming foreign objects into my vaj instead of an old weird lady. I mean, it is your birthday....
I threw up in my room. And I cleaned it up with a spatula.
I think snapchat is trying to tell you something. It's saying your boobs were meant to be seen by his family.
she came into my car to rip lines with our blow dealer as I was writing my essay on anti drug policy, i call it on site research
Sensing a theme here
If alcoholism is a theme, yes.
The boob job was worth every penny just to see the expression of pure joy on his face the first time he saw them.
We're in an alley with a psychic wizard, shes reading our palms
I want to shoot him sideways (so he can still breathe) in the Adam's apple with my little crossbow.
His nipple licking is glorious
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