My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
its easy. just sleep with a bunch of guys until one falls in love
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
I'm such a slut...i kept having sex with him after he called me his ex gf's name. I just felt like i deserved something out of it too.
Welll when you have a beer at 8:30 am you've already decided whaat kind of Sunday it ism
I'm still seeing blue. who wrote on my bare nipple?
Considering the last guy I had sex with was gay, this was a huge improvement.
he needs to stop knowing everyone on campus...it's making cheating on him really difficult.
Whatever it's Canadian jail, it's not like Guatemala or something. It'll be nice and cushy and they'll probably throw him a big bday party with all his friends and strippers
My coworker's brand new computer showed up today. He's on vacation for the next week. Brian and I are installing Windows 98 on it.
I get stoned and write a 15 page history report in two hours. She gets stoned and cries because she "doesn't know which shade of pink is the real one".
There is a special place in hell for people who only eat the center of the pot brownies.
I remember the Prince Albert and the three penises in the threesome. But the rest no.
I'm going to ride your dick until it falls off. That horny.
I'm equal parts terrified and turned on. Come over.
So I said "fuck it" and made myself a sandwich
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