I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
i now know from two sources i am better at making out and giving head than she is. and not by a little either.
So if we break up over this are you still gonna come over and do my dishes?
im not 100% but im pretty sure at some point i was rubbing ur bf's beard telling him how magnificient i thought it was
I shouldn't have to say "get your balls off my counter" on a Wednesday.
He kept dropping hints about giving me crabs. Like he called my pubes a nest and said he "hoped there weren't any eggs in there."
He smashed a plastic chair leg on a tree stump, threw himself into the side of our metal enclosure, stomped on the wreckage for a bit and then punched the fire.
Locals got pissed I was talking to the barmaid. Tried to tell me that they keep all the good beer at "a Soho walkup" Google saved me
and the oscar for 'most creative swearing' goes to you for 'jesus's bloody fucksticks'
Rather than admit to myself I've spent $756 at the bar this month, I'm just going to pretend I gave it to a homeless person...kind of makes me feel better.
lets go to sea world and you can just hit on every guy in a wetsuit until you get lucky
He's 5'2" and his dick 4'8"
Sooooo have your ex-girl console you over your ex ex girl that you destroyed said ex-girl over the possibility of
I deserve a medal for being woke up at 6am on my day off by your mother asking where your brother is
Just try and act like you're sober
I can't I snorted an anti depressant and he's pouring me tequila shots
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