My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
please come get me his dick is out. i'm sitting on his couch and his dick is out. come now
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
apparently he's bringing me two things i like. he said one was him and i'm assuming the other one is his penis
Dude, its flawless. what could go wrong?
Jail. That could go wrong.
i have officially banned the recreational use of bayonets.
Going to the u of w I constantly have that moment of, oh hey I felt you up at that rave at folk fest that one time. Winnipeg is too small.
I'm hoping my engineering degree will pay off when I invent porn watching in the shower
I'm happy in my shell. My shell which consists of keeping guys in the friend zone and me masturbating...
The secret to finals week is to have an orgasm for every point you need on the test before you take it.
The whole bar erupted and in happiness and confusion as I went on about pancakes.
Also- should we send out holiday cards? That say, "Eat a dick, 2014"?
There's no such thing as shame in your world, is there?
There we go, I shall begin my attempt to achieve whore status today
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