There's a "art of the blow job" class in the city. We should go
Baby, I'm all set with that. That would be like trying to teach bruce lee how to kick someone in the head
when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
One blow job doesn not make me gay.
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
WHY. COME BACK. TRAPPED WITH ROOMMATE AND FALCON. SAVE ME. I HAVE HUMMUS.
Apparently you can coat check a keg.
just filed my taxes drunk as balls. i may be going to jail.
Okay so my USC tutor just offered to eat me out. I think I'm definitely applying to USC.
I mentioned your name at this party and some girl started crying.
I was less embarrassed asking him to torrent the teen mom's porn. I'm not gonna ask him to about season 4 of PLL.
I like your optimism Chelsea but I'm not about getting my salad tossed
I have hit the ultimate fuck buddy status. We pulled over in a construction zone to have a quickie.
I think my life is a one-way ticket to blackout city.
im just letting you know I walked in on you with four different guys last night. a. you were all naked. b. they're all roommates
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