I wish they made sweatshirts for legs
you mean pants?
we got blazed and looked up peoples criminal records
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
I hoped the great care he put into rolling a blunt would translate to my vagina.
Nah, he's definitely here somewhere. Whether he survived the night or not is your problem, but I'm pretty sure he's around.
I think I caught your cold through my vagina. It was worth it.
She ordered an O'douls. That was the end of that date
I thought you might think I was an idiot who thought cock rings prevent STDs,
Come share oat with me in your robe
He sent me a snap of him eating a tamale shirtless. I think I might be in love.
LOCK HIM DOWN.
also. got fucked to usher last night. dunno if thats a new high or a new low
Was it at least a good usher song?
We shared a dick. We're practically sisters!
i still cant feel my toes or walk straight...its been 2 days.
You kept on yelling traitor and threatened to kill him and everyone he loves because he played beerpong with someone else
Divorce can be hard, but look on the bright side. Your soon to be ex raved about your dick and I’m great with hard things ;-)
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