Just got yelled at by a priest...again.
So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
Finally jerked of with a banana peel.
chinese tourists just took a picture of me....im pretty sure i heard the bus drive say something about shame.
It's summer and yet I still can't have one library session w/o seeing someone who has had their penis in me.
My right boob is officially about a handful while my left is 1 and 3/4 handfuls. I'm staring at the mirror falling into a deep depression.
My dry heaving is complicating my ability to speak.
As girls, Bert & Ernie are not very bangable costumes. At least not by who we'd want to get banged by.
I was kidding. But I promise you I'd still find us the most eligible bangables, even if we dressed up like a dumpster and a prom night baby.
Her only article of clothing is an American Flag
Well start with a list of things you don't want to do... Like maybe 1) I don't want join Isis. That's a good start.
He plays D&D and his dick should be carved out of marble. I think I'm in love.
Then again I went over his house after not hanging out since kindergarten and tried to fuck him so maybe I'm partially to blame here
i think we sleep fucked last night...
Even after hearing me fuck his friend twice in one night, he still follows me around like a puppy.
I regret nothing
Not even Married Dan?
I regret one thing
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