apparently when i got back to tyler's i layed face down on the bed and yelled "don't hurt my asshole!"
don't read that magazine bro. I came in it
I wish i could call my weed and hear it ring. That's how i found my phone.
Talking her gay man friend into dancing with me officially makes me the world's best wingman. ever.
i was trying to find the best way to say come over and have sex, without saying it.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I did not stop moving last night. If tequila gives me that extra push to have an active lifestyle, so be it.
No, pictures of your dick will not make me feel better about my grandmother having a brain tumor.
My google searches from last night: tetanus shot rabbit bite, Bacardi gluten free
yea, there's something about a stripper whipping you with your own belt that makes you think
In complete seriousness I think I am the highest person on earth
I knew things were bad when my gyno recommended meditation.
I woke up on a different floor than I went to sleep on. Can't find my shoes.
He showed me a picture of his family on Instagram and his dad was my Sugar Daddy. ABORT.
He's got that kind of dick that just MAKES me cheat on my boyfriend. It deserves a trophy. Really you should give it ride sometime.
He made me cum 3 times, then immediately after sex packed a bowl and passed it to me. Yeah.. I'll keep him.
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