I have a pussy blister if you wanna poke at it with a needle tomorrow...by this text i realize just how strange our relationship is, especially because you're probably excited
I think you mean your blister is filled with pus...atleast i hope
All I remember was yelling at him, "Its becasue of people like you that it took us so long to get to the moon!"
You kept showing the cop the bruises on the bottoms of your feet and claiming you were a medical mystery.
I'm sorry for not being sorry about whatever shit I did to you when you were annoying and I was drunk. That is all.
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
Is she still in your room?
Not for long. My plan is to smoke her out like a small woodland creature.
you strike me as the kind of person who when they spill something on their lap they take off their pants and eat it anyways. right off the crotch seam.
It's cosmic balancing. My vagina is an instrument of karmic retribution.
Getting your clit pierced is not something you want to trust to a crazy girl with an ice cube, some vodka, and a sewing needle. Trust me. I learned that the hard way.
I'm in too deep with Breaking Bad. I realized I've altered my Tinder likes to people that either look like Jesse or work in a school's Science department.
She asked if she should pack the condoms, I told her I plan on drinking so much that it won't be possible.
I woke up with my vibrator in my bed so I'm assuming I had a decent night.
We can talk about your dick in my throat after a decision is made, this is my hair we're talking about. .. shit's important.
It's a novelty for anyone to see a girl like me in a skirt like this milking a cow
Puking out the window is really hard when you're the one driving.
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