He's been dead since March and more people write on his wall than mine.
so exactly how many freshman chicks did i tell to call me "the tripod"?
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
mid-sex i was thinking.. these are not the right balls slapping me
Haha pretty bummed I didn't stay night yesterday after the bj fest you described
Our date was amazing and I would like to reward you with a blow job under your desk.
I can pencil you in at 3:30
Chuck job is nothing more than to be my dick stand when I'm too drunk to hold it while pissing
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
I think I just got propositioned for sex by the lady behind the counter at dunkin donuts
I'm beginning to think the entirety of my appeal is due to the size of my ass.
He sent me a snap of him eating a tamale shirtless. I think I might be in love.
LOCK HIM DOWN.
if i get arrested im counting on you to get a picture of it
My vagina still hurts from yesterday. That's the last time I think riding a mop bucket is a good idea. Don't let me do that again
I just read my D.A.R.E. essay from 5th grade. I'm having mixed feelings about my previous life choices right now.
They should invent shampoo and conditioner for sex hair. I would buy all the travel size ones.
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