Umm I'm too high to move.
he refuses to go down on me anymore when he's high because he thinks my clit piercing stares at him
I hate having morals and standards the next morning.
you'll never guess what i found when i got home...
a cake, in the toilet
I broke the girls bed. I will not apologize about bragging.
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
Good. We don't answer calls at dick thirty.
The cop left me alone after I gave her my spare snow cone. It was a hot and humid day and that uniform looked stuffy. Yay stoner me for overindulging in icy treats.
I'm staying at his house to solve the homeless situation. There's a freezer bag of weed in the fridge. He doesn't know it's there, and he's not missing it so I may have an income soon.
I know, but the fabulousness of my baggies should not be what defines my business as a drug dealer.
Is there a greeting card for "I can't keep being The Other Woman"?
I was picked up from his hotel room at 5 a.m. and came home with my panties and jäger in a McDonald's bag so the desk attendant wouldn't judge me. This is what single at 25 is about.
I was like, booze is the closest thing I have to a father. Don't pour daddy down the sink
My uterus is doing all sorts of karate moves to break free of my body.
Do you think Root Touch Up or Just for Men would work better on pubes?
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