so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
At the hair cuttery. A father here with his daughter just answered his phone "ken's whorehouse"...Now I remember why I used to pay more for haircuts.
I wasn't on board with that statement until "home made dinosaurs"
he broke up with me while standing outside, half naked, waiting to fuck him. i feel like a leper right about now.
He violated my cat. I was not impressed.
She said i saw her in the study room, waved, disappeared, came back with a coke from god knows where, and slurred "i have a drinking problem but i ate grits"
But i guess when you use blowjob as a verb you are entitled to some language allowances
French people screaming and throwing stuff out the window. We told the manager and he's pissed and going up there. This is gonna be like cops. Maybe better than cops.
It's been so long that I've occasionally forgotten I own a vagina
In the world of sexual, erotic texting, you rank somewhere between "how much teeth do you want" and "how dry do you want it"
I saw a groundgog last night outside my back door. I now have a new wedding gift idea.
actually there are like 49038098 people in the bathroom for no reason. Singing My Heart Will Go On and pseudo fighting.
she asked me to come back to her house where "hopefully her kids were asleep". that my friend is what i call a dealbreaker
I ate 2 pot cookies before we left the house. Fuck Pokemon. I'm playing my own game.
She was calling him Bob Saget and asking him to buy her shots....how do you think the night went?
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