U dropped me off n it hit me, i made it inside for exactly shit thirty on the nose, another minute n i would of had brown trowsers
You hook up with other guys, let him talk to other girls.
no
We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
I just want a better ending for myself. Not walking around with one sock on and my bush hanging out.
just got the results back. i love his dick even more now i know its clean
No He hasn't done that since the time he came in his own eye
ive cried into many a lonely burritos..
My life is like a drunken tornado. All over the place and never passing up fat girls
She gave me what I will now dub a "hurricane sandy". Loud, wet and sloppy BJ that made me want to stay home and complain about shit on the Internet
He left his cock-ring in my truck.
Consider it a gay sex souvenir.
Sorry you had to clean the sheets with your macro notes
Concept: I never actually flirt with anyone, I'm just a bitch and some people find it endearing
drunk me always erases text conversations because she is a woman of mystery and does not like for me to know what's going on in her life
I'm bleeding and have questions
You made me promise I wouldnt let you play "fuck fuck goose" with a 40 year old ever again.
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