i got lost in a forest last night. this morning I realized the "forest" was just 6 trees on campus.
I think I saw a glimmer of recognition, but she must not have been able to make me out through all of her whorishness.
my way of studying for our final tomorrow: registering online to retake the class in the fall
The plan is to make enough mistakes this weekend to hold me over until spring break
You're like the curious george of whores
we fucked while standing on a ladder. challenging, but worth it.
If it snows I'm just gonna sit at my house in my costume and drink beer by myself all night.
I guess, all I remember was giving you road head the whole way there so you wouldn't fall asleep.
Her rack rivals that of the deer I shot last season. You need to get after that.
As planned I took it to the limit. Then we met a new limit. Now they are limit friends.
Well you busted in the house and yelled with pride about Uber giving you a ride over with your new bong.
I'm trying to be sexual and you're sending me smashmouth lyrics
You know when your cat drags a dead bird into the the house as a present and drops it at your feet looking all pleased because it thinks you'll be pleased? That's what sex with him was like.
Here's the thing. Kinda drunk. Eating leftover soup. In bed. Watching Disney channel.
thanks for the bj man. also make sure you close the gate behind you. the chickens are out.
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