Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
she asked if i had a condom...i said yes...when we finished it wasnt on...told her it was at home on my dresser.
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
i had confetti in my bra
i still find it in random places like a shoe or my car. that week haunts me
I know now the amount of smoke it takes to set off the fire alarm....no longer worried about using the bong...not even close
you say it like running around in your thong wasted is a bad thing
I should probably just look up vagina pictures in the anatomy textbook. That always cheers me up.
He ate me out on the kitchen floor while we waited for the cake to bake. How was your Valentines Day?
These days, you and me are swimming in dicks.
Marco
Polo
I think the universe has a conglomeration of sentences reserved only for me.
Next time I feel awkward in a situation I'm going to just yell "free bird!!!!" Like some redneck at lynyrd skynyrd show
They don't have a Valentines Day card for the married guy I'm sleeping with. It can't use the words, love, soulmate, you're the only one for me...and obviously it can't be anything related to spending the day together because that's not happening.
That's so awful of me. Instead of comforting her I masturbated in front of my ex-boyfriend.
Is it just me or did we have a heart to heart talk while you were naked last night?
so do you remember taking your shirt off and just standing in your bra at the bar or no?
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