Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
i wish my apartment had room service that i didn't have to pay for.
You are in charge of making sure that her vagina explodes with joy tonight.
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
All I know is that your reaction after this date with him was "I think I did cocaine" so I'm sold on this boy
I am "lost the control of my head" high right now.
Don't use or open the microwave. It's full of smoke. Buying a new one tomorrow, will explain.
There are only four things in life that are certain. 1 Death, 2 Taxes, 3 The wu tang clan aint nothin to fuck with, and 4 you will never be more important than taco bell
Two drag queens are fighting over me. And yet the night is still getting weirder
I mean we don't talk anymore but I still see him around wearing that sweater he stole from me after we had sex
Me too...I'm driving to work trying to figure out if I put my pants on the right way.
Based on his face I'm positive he has a beautiful penis.
He gave me an orgasim so fantastic that I had an asthma attack.
Omg, new summer goal: sex in a bouncy castle.
I just want a man in my bed on a regular basis, who cuddles, and who I can also occasionally hang out with outside of my bedroom. Is that too much to ask for?
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