your dick doesn't do me any good in arizona
I'm pretty sure my penis yawned halfway through. That loose.
You were passed out on the chair and when I asked you if you were okay you looked up and said "I'm fine, I was just pretending for a picture" then passed out again.
don't think this is any sort of attachment thing but if I'm going to throw up regularly at your house, I'm going to keep a tooth brush there
i dodnt think we hooked up bcause he actually texted me the next day
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
Tried to steal a keytar from my hook up's house.
Fuck him for salsa, please. I heard its a good recipe.
sounds like it. if it makes you feel better i blew up a $75000 farm tractor last night.
I can pinpoint my loss of innocence as the moment I started masturbating with my teddy bears
I'm making a date with someone on Playstation Home. That's how my sex life is going right now.
I'm the girl holding the bag of goldfish
I'm going to invent an ap that tests your stress levels before texting and will say something like "nope, go rub one out and try again in 10 min"
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
I can’t believe I made out with a flat earther and didn’t know about it until now!
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