Then you got really excited when I upgraded you from puke bowl to puke bucket.
doing lines of blow through a tampon applicator in the study lounge at 7am so i can finish an italian composition that was due a week and a half ago...such a good student.
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
Why doesn't he get that I would rather give him blow jobs than be in a relationship?
I wanna take him on a special date, something that says I banged your brother but since he moved I want you
You hopped on the counter after puking, and told us you were wearing bare feet and didn't want to be alone.
You can jump from the roof to the pool. Trust me. I have done this before.
I live vicariously through you. No one mistakes me for a hooker anymore. I look like a stay at home mom of three. On bad days of four.
just texted my dealer that i could taste the blue but not the cheese. i said i could taste blue.
I think snapchat is trying to tell you something. It's saying your boobs were meant to be seen by his family.
She's passed out with a slice of pizza between her boobs should I just eat it and leave
I'm shaving my vagina to the lion king soundtrack. How's your 9am?
See I insist I'm not a groupie and then I say things like "will bang for a backstage pass".
I'm not drinking for the rest of the week. I need discipline, celery, dick, and a bible.
He just fucked me into paralysis. can't feel my hands or face.
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