You can spell. I can kill people with no remorse. We all have our skills.
I'm gonna keep this simple. I threw up in your pillow case. Sorry.
I submitted an essay to my history teacher comparing changes in the middle ages to the song changes by David Bowie. I can't wait to see my grade on that.
You told him you loved him!?
I mean if he translated "Zi luve ku" as that then yes.
I have a busted ear drum from when he honked his horn when we started to have sex on his car in the parking lot...
The hot tub didn't work. But it's okay because we discovered just how many people you can fit in a bathtub.
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
It's called the dick transitive property. It states if you touch a person whilst they touch a dick, you are also touching said dick.
SEX BINGO!
Canadian or clown?
I have not brushed my hair. I'm wearing a yoga hoodie. I look like I slept in a gutter somewhere. Today is going to be a good day.
I drank too much tequila. I'm hyperventilating. Send help. I think I slipped through satan's asshole.
how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?
I have hobbies that aren't destroying myself and others...i can make hats.....
Three times. Three times I left home yesterday in search for sex, and three times I returned un-orgasmed.
I got pulled over by the same cop in a 4.5 hour window. Got off both times. Fuck yes.
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