yes i saw that this morning. it was my mailbox.
she was bad bro. like...id rather put my dick in a blender. twice.
you told him to eat candy out of your ear instead of your vagina because you had your period. never. drink. AGAIN.
dipping my christmas cookies in kaluha. santa would be proud.
Getting drunk now, but later remind me to tell you how to crash an 8th grade grad party.
Jumped in the kebab van and said he was Ultimate MasterChef. Incurred wrath of six angry Turks. I got free chips.
On a scale of 1-10 how seriously are we considering being sugar babies?
I'm about a 7.95
I already googled the effects of Molly with my antibiotics, I should be fine.
Why is there even a knowledge base for that?!
You don't know how emotionally damaged I am from crashing into that park maintenance van. I'll never ride a bike because of it.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
See, I'm just thinking of how...angular my room is. You probably would have sustained brain damage
Oh dear. If we're both hearing alien sounds then perhaps they're real.
in a meeting in my bathtub while predrinkin for tonight. technology.
I have a bag of frozen peas on my vagina. If you want to talk about real problems.
we went to the skate park then back to her house for dinner, and somehow that ended with her making me blueberry pancakes at 2am
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