I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
how was your day?
fuck the small talk. are you bringing the liquor tonight or am i?
he just called me skinny, hes either trying to get laid, or i'm going to have to marry this man
just wokeup with my ethics textbook on my chest, animal crakers in my mouth and my dick in my hand. even aristotle doesn't have a theory for this one
Totally just asked Dad if I needed to show the real estate guy my tits so he would let us buy the house. I've really got to work on that filtering thing.
If I had a penis, I would stick it EVERYWHERE. I don't know what these guys are doing.
It isn't possible and the very mindfuck of that concept gives me a lady boner.
Hypothetical question. Say I was bleeding profusely, close to your house, and needed a place to go to clean up and perform minor surgery on myself. Like now.
I need to pack up my vagina and leave. We only do bad things together.
OH GOD NOT SANTA BABY. NO NO NO. YOU'RE LIKE 85. OMG MULTIPLE WOMEN. NO NO NO STAHP.
I moved out... There's nothing left but his childhood trophies...
You should make him a new one, you know like "you suck at relationships but thanks for trying participation award"
Think of something healthy and responsible. Now think of the exact opposite, let's do the latter
How dare you question the sanctity of Chocolate-and-Porn day
If someone told me one person in the department was secretly a death eater, I would suspect her, no contest.
2017 is my year to realize stuff. Move over Kylie Jenner
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