I'm not a real person
I'm sorry, everyone knows that
Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
It's like Facebook knows when I'm about to masturbate and tells me to reconnect with exes.
Would it be out of line to take a picture of all the earrings, rings, hairclips, and other miscellaneous girl items that I found under my bed and post it on facebook and tag all the girls that I slept with this year so they can claim their shit and get it out of my house?
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
Also, any YOLOwl-related sex photos will result in you winning ten orgasms, courtesy of myself, as well as sweets and bacon-based dinner. All entrants welcome
I love you too! Remember NO alcohol or weed at my residence because of legal ramifications.
His penis looked like how I would imagine Satan's pinky finger.
No that one bar I got kicked out of got closed so that technically doesn't count
I thought you couldn't go near Germans after that restraining order
Can someone explain to me why guys are so fascinated w their dicks that they feel like they'll die if they don't send unsolicited dick pics
I HAVE A STRAIGHT LINE ACROSS MY ASS ABOUT THE WIDTH OF A SLIM JIM. ERICA!
good news, i've got tacos. bad news, kevin's in the ER. more good news, the tacos were free.
Heard flapping noises behind me. It was my roommate flapping her bathrobe like wings, saying "I'm a faaaiiiiry."
The air I exhale reeks of whiskey and bad decisions
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