Well apparently he's into motor boating.
I skipped work to stalk him.
maybe if you didn't yell 'buh duh duh da duh da dats all folks' when you came she wouldn't have left last night
I feel as though I could trust her, I mean she did tell me she was married before we had sex.
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
just so you know... i was wasted last night, but the evening is coming back to me in flashes... i made you eat gravy last night, didn't i?
im almost positive that in mid thrust she told me she was pro choice
I just wrote "where Jason is" on the screen. He guessed "hospital" correctly.
I mean, I introduced myself as "the after party". I think he knew early in the night he was in for a bangathon.
He peed my bed and tried to say it was just the wine. The red wine. On white sheets. He's not a good liar.
He had all the grace of a fucking hippo and the emotional control of a five year old
The only reason I have clothes in my overnight bag is to cover up my sex toys.
At least life still wants to fuck me.
I'm still waiting for God to smite you for impersonating a decent human being.
remember that party we went to sophomore year where we found that girl and had the orgy? Im totally at that house right now.
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