I don't get it.
Me neither.
But I masturbated to it anyway.
I woke up on my floor...
I woke up with colors of the wind playing on repeat on my laptop...
i'm out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.
I wish i could make my toaster dance like they do in the second ghostbusters. But i dont have ectoplasmic goo. Or a toaster.
In between when I last wrote and now have screwed a Swiss guy on a hostel bathroom floor. Okay, real life?
We stuck the straw in the bourbon as a joke, you saw it as a challenge.
Why can't it ever be the normal ones that stalk me?
the remote is under the fat chick passed out on the couch. Good luck .. and may god have mercy on your soul.
I woke up wearing a lax pinnie under my shirt, a triathlon medal, and a dora backpack... I think I had fun
painting my nails while super high-drunk. Ended up painting my entire hands. Both.
I just shotgunned a beer and my lipstic didnt BUDGE. MERICUHH
At first I was nervous about leaving him my undergraduate legacy, but apparently he made out with lesbians, woke up with hickeys and a different shirt. My family name will survive.
Seriously. All I want right now is a 40 with a nipple on it, and a nap
Woke up to your boyfriend in my bed last night. What's that about?
Will exercising make me less horny?
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