he was CRYING into my vagina
we were so desperate we resorted to lego blocks. nuff said.
Look at it this way: if he'll have sex with a tomato, he'll have sex with you.
the plan is to continue having sex with all three of them until my birthday, and then once they've given me their presents, they can find out about each other.
There are drunk kids outside our building hugging that cop that's always on his bike as he's citing them for public drunkenness. It's not even 11 am.
It's official, the cities waste management does not recycle porn.
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
I don't drink so I see St. Patty's as an LSD type of day. Its like a more hardcore 420
laying on floor next to bathroom with vent on to give myself comfort and remind me that im not going deaf. what did i smoke?
I'm going to start referring to my liver is Livy. I feel like if I give it an affectionate nickname it will hate me less. Livy isn't ready for syllabus week.
I think we all know your liver needs a man's name.
All I'm saying is that if you have time for a 20 min shower bj you have time for me
Well I'm about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I'm disappointed in how little alcohol is in me
A good drinking club with a running problem, improves endurance in both I have observed this evening.
2 for 1 beer results in multiples of 2 so what should be a beer or two becomes 4 or 6. But running, alleviates the need for a DD.
You can't do wine Netflix and blow jobs in the bed you've had since 5th grade with your parents downstairs
I did a trust fall off the bar and then almost got into a knife fight over a push up competition. Just another Tuesday.
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