I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
is it bad that the only reason i knew what antidote meant in class today, was from years of playing pokemon?
is it normal that we went to that class once and both got 100's on the final? ohhhh, arizona state.
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
You love him. Dinosaurs. Math. Sex.
its not like she's the last girl on the planet with symmetrical breasts and great skin
Omg! I'm gonna have a heat stroke. I'm going to collect my sweat and drink it for a buzz and hydration purposes
He made me write my name on his wall in crayon so he'd be able to remember it in the morning
I heard an explosion in the backyard. You told me you were playing "will it burn".
Obviously you've never slept with someone who was deliverance level inbred.
Let's just say he sent me a picture of his dick and I was more impressed with the collection of video games he had in the background...
Oh you know, sitting here in my bathing suit watching antiques road show and petting the cat. Just the usual
It sounded like he said "don't stop" but all I could hear were his balls.
Omg no. We ate a raw pumpkin last nighr. We dipped it in BBQ sauce.
All's fair in love and war. and tinder.
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