idk why but i just wanna to have sex with the idea of him. i don't even wanna meet him.
Her bacne/racne was so bad it was like having sex with bubble wrap.
Ask politely.
Fine. Can i please come over, hang out with you, sit around a campfire, smoke tree, listen to sublime, and fuck the shit out of you?
Thats good enough.
who were those guys at the table sniffing dryer sheets?
His tongue was like Jesus himself was blessing my boobs for eternal ecstasy.
I'm not so sure Jesus approves of such activities, but ok.
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
Why is everyone else growing up when I'm just crying, eating, and having pregnancy scares?
Then you jumped in the pool because your were convinced the scratches on your neck from the cat were gills and you could breathe underwater.
He had really great hair, but he told me he's been in a psych ward three times. I mean I know I'm a psych major, but that's too much.
Do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Kendra's boobs?
he had hair everywhere except his balls
The night's not a success unless at least 60% of participants wake up with bite marks on their genitals the next morning.
I don't know what kind of parties you go to, but we should hang out more often.
I just want to see you and express my feelings in a drunken manner, but in a sweet way like my english accent.
SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE PISS BAG
Gonna do a few lines then clean my room so I can feel like my life is somewhat in order.
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