i cant decide if i should go fuck j*** or keep watching real genius
Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
i think i scared a bird with my dick
You took a fire extinguisher off the wall in the hallway to play Ghostbusters.
He said he had bite marks on his back... Turns out he had to throw me over his shoulder, and I was really reluctant.
The fact that its 530pm and I'm saying to myself I should sober up since I'm at a family establishment should say enough
she texted me out of nowhere. and I wanted to get drunk. like I didn't even have her new number until 6 hours ago and bam we were rolling around drinking cotton candy vodka from the bottle she had stuffed in a boot
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
If he can forgive your lousy blowjobs, you can ignore his terrible driving.
WHAT IS HAPPENING
A FLOCK OF DICKS IS MIGRATING TOWARDS US.
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
Fuck me first. Then we can craft and watch Terminator 2.
I can insert a female catheter, but I cannot grill a cheese.
I don't need inspirational quotes. If I'm going to be motivated, it will be by anger and spite.
I found a loose wire in my thermostat. Couldn't find the pliers, so I used a nipple clamp to fix it.
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