We are so in love
so when's the next time you get to see your balls
Just heard the garage door open and I immediately sprinted to the laptop to erase history, even though I haven't watched porn today...I believe Pavlov now.
I just threw up in a patch of wild flowers on the side of the road. I never knew rock bottom was so beautiful.
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
I wish I could sell my textbooks directly to my drug dealer and cut out the middle man
Dorm room. In. Elevator. Fell in. Boom. Puke
just peed on the 7/11 floor and casually left. Omg so drunk
I'd feel sorry for him and his injury but it's an inconvenience for my vagina
I can pinpoint my loss of innocence as the moment I started masturbating with my teddy bears
Worst luck of my entire life. Came in my own mouth
We created a neighborhood watchdog drinking game
He was chasing Ciroc shots with sips of Captain Morgan... he didn't make it to midnight
He seems like a super lonely dude. I bet if I gave him a picture of my tits he wouldn't make me turn in this paper.
Mmm. Champagne. Weed. 17 pounds of animal crackers.
I just want a relatively mentally stable guy with tattoos and facial hair that loves Captain America as much as I do and will fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked, is that too much to ask for?
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