i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
Needless to say Beer Gardens severly frowns upon playing flip cups with real glasses.
part of me always dies a little when i go to the "2 women seeking 1 man" section in craigslist's casual encounters to find nothing there. it's tragic
I can't tell whether I'm throwing up blood or licorice.
You're such a slut.
I prefer opportunist.
I wonder if he just picks random boners to send or just the realy impressive ones
Beer bonged 7 shots of Jameson. I title this night short stories with tragic endings.
Just woke up to find myself cooking eggs on the imaginary stove in my room.
We don't have a ruler. Come downstairs and lay in the snow with a boner so we can see how much snow we've gotten. Put your 8 inches to a less shameful use.
when we got back we had sex. but it wasnt til the morning that i figured out her leg was broken
We need a full length mirror. I just ate it trying to look at my shoes on the toilet. But aside from a arm bruise I'm good to go
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
He had really great hair, but he told me he's been in a psych ward three times. I mean I know I'm a psych major, but that's too much.
You keep talking about hotdogs and yelling "COME ON DOWN, LET ME SEE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING"
I was trying not to blow up your phone, but I'm so horny I think I might die
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