The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
Joe is yelling at the trees again.
Just whacked off in the middle of writing a paper, gave me great ideas. Note, should do this more often.
If I refrain from fucking my manager, I'm going to reward myself by fucking that guy from the photo department.
its like fishing. just send her some cock shots to keep her on the hook then use tequila to reel her in
I have blocked the memory from my mind. He is just a fuzzy cloud floating with my other bad decisions..
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
please don't fuck her on my bed i'm too poor for laundry quarters
we are blowing up condoms and making balloons and we’re drunk on the floor. You could have come to school here
If I can't get slightly excited by the thought of his face between my legs then I know I can never sleep with him.
He also wore a doorag last night so i had to swipe left.
Was it cause you feel bad for the ridiculousness my vagina goes through because same
I emptied a Vyvance capsule into my coffee pot last night and set the auto start. Pretty sure I've been drinking meth all morning
So I paid Bumble $10 to see who liked my profile for a month. Cheap, easy dick. It's all about the economics, yo.
I deleted your number after I found out you gave my brother head for drugs.
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