like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
and in the morning, while we were eating breakfast, she was all " i think someone sneezed into my shirt..." she'll never know.
i'd date him for the sole reason that he thanks me after giving him head
It's alarming how good I'm getting at being productive at work on Thursday after Johnny Walker Wednesdays.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
The fact that you think you peed off a roof shows you shouldn't have been on a roof.
there are ass prints on the hood of my car.
Give him a trash can and a welcome home balloon, he will be good.
Now some guy that's in my phone as " Alex lip ring hot" is texting me and I don't where life is taking me
I was picked up from his hotel room at 5 a.m. and came home with my panties and jäger in a McDonald's bag so the desk attendant wouldn't judge me. This is what single at 25 is about.
SO EXCITED ABOUT STRING CHEESE RIGHT NOW
Update: I spent 10 minutes trying to fish out a rogue vagina weight.
My neck is sore from all the headbanging. And I can't tell the difference between the jello stains and cum stains.
PROBABLY?!! And here I was, about to buy you a glow-in-the-dark banana-flavored cock ring... Now I "probably" won't.
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