And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
I pretty much just threw a bunch of clothes and my vodka in a bag..idk where I'm gonna end up tonight but I'm prepared.
All right cuz right now I'm in one of those moods where the shear thought of doing anything more strenuous than making a sandwich has me wanting to curl up in the feeble position and splash around in a puddle of my own tears.
Do me a favor. Next time I think it's a good idea to take pulls from the handle, yell "FALCON PUNCH" and uppercut me in the taint. My future liver thanks you.
I needed to do something spontaneous, and since no one had coke this was the next best thing.
Then mom squeezed my boob and said, "Dad would go nuts if I had these..."
No he can't help me find his house he is strapped to a stretcher facing the opposite direction
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
But I REALLY want to hide my crazy for as long as possible with him so he'll date me.
You can't have your cake and publicly stick your dick in it too
I was thirsty after the sex and it was a long trek back to res so naturally I stole chocolate milk from his fridge as I left
We had sex in his hot tub. Then we saved a mouse that almost drown in his pool. We celebrated our heroism with more sex.
It's like the cookie assaulted me with being high.
I'm trying to behave my vagina this week so I can at least pretend I'm honoring the sanctity of marriage
He literally knows my vagina better then I do.
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