I keep trying to leave, but for some reason I'm staying
get home. someone threw up in the fishtank last night.
You kept asking who was the good cop and who was the bad cop, you said you only wanted to talk to the good one
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
My radar detector detects ice cream trucks. I think it was made for stoners
oh yeah, there may or may not be a large boa loose in the house when you get home.
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
I gave them the 'I used to fuck your son' discount.
These last 48 hours have just been about deleting my most recent snap story
She's takin more dicks this month than I have in my life by the sounds of it
I woke up with a twisted ankle and was covered in lube. Not entirely sure what happened last night
So woke up naked and found my clothes from last night in my kitchen with a half eaten quesadilla
If I call him daddy should I get him a father's day card? Serious question
Wait... why were you finger painting at one in the morning?
the D I S R E S P E C T of sending someone nudes, them opening it, and not bothering to respond
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