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Don't worry, there is no such thing as a fat, old or ugly blow job.
So then I told him that only a restaurant managed by a florida fan could run out of ketchup
She had to put it in. I told her I was too drunk and didnt trust myself to not put it in her ass.
whoever threw up in my shampooo bottle is totally getting defriended on facebook.
i tried to stop you. you just kept saying your split ends needed punishment.
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
I put labels all over the house on things I think are mine. A cactus, the dog, and a bottle of wine.
IT WAS SO BIG. I FORGOT GOD MADE THEM LIKE THIS.
I'm obsessing over hocus pocus right now. What if I change my Grindr profile to "come little children, I'll take thee away to a land of enchantment"
Use "feeling words"
Yay
I'd like to believe that in some alternate universe we are living this wonderful lesbian life together..
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
Every time our eyes meet, I silently summon him to my vagina.
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
I puked on her cat, I think I should at least buy her breakfast
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