Let me tell you a story about the rise and fall of my self esteem
dream priorities were more important than voting today. don't tell me you wouldn't keep going back to sleep to find out who would win a fight between oprah and godzilla
I have a feeling that watching gay porn with you was the reason I was dancing in a hurricane of floating dicks in my dream last night.
like when he blacked out and we found him in the garden eating your tomatoes off the vine
..She then engaged in what she called an "interpretive pole dance"
The last thing I remember is trying to split my bridesmaid dress down the back like the incredible hulk.
and you succeeded.
When a chinchilla decides to sit on your face while you're getting head from its owner, you bond.
I'm off the liquor
You're forefathers are ashamed of you. They didn't struggle to make it to America so that you could become a soft dick
I don't miss having sex with him. We had our finale fuck last week. He's all yours now.
So what's the moral standing on reading gay porn on your phone whilst sitting next to your 87 year old Grandma?
No offense, I mean I'm sure you rocked my world and all but I don't remember.
This is the guy I made out with and it made me think of my dad. Let's never talk about it again.
In 2009 his now husband dressed in a sailor onesie and heels for pride so he needs to REMEMBER how to party
My professor is wearing skinny jeans, orange socks and just said penetration. I don't know what to think
The work outs are working. Someone just said my body type was “Tits On A Stick”.
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