yup put them legs up on your shoulders and eat her like some folgers
eat her like coffee?
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
the level of his annoyance + every insult he makes = the closer I am to telling him im fucking his ex
I'm having sex on a snuggie, yes i stopped to text you
I just told you I can't. My fingers are melting. I have discovered the high.
I don't think my prof knows we've noticed her No Bra Fridays.
And in my birthday dress, with my friends, i peed on myself in line for the club. Still went in and partied. I remember pieces
I just set a bowl of cap n crunch on fire. That high.
Goddamn you thin people LEAVE FOOD FOR THE BIGGER DRUNKARDS WHO NEED IT
Yeah we do. It needs to be like a good penis- long, substancial, and able to make people cry.
To the point, I hope I remember where to put my dick when I finally get laid again
You have a 50 50 chance
Who the fuck watches Jessica jones and thinks I need to call a past fling?
No, I didn't meet up with him! That's when I had chlamydia.
Hey can you send me a pic of your breast with a peace sign in the photo? I'm trying to win a scavenger hunt contest. Thanks so much
Interesting, I was always told to run away from crazy, but you seem to think we should run towards them dick first.
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