This ginger kid smells like a queef popsicle
I am pretty sure I told him the clouds were earth's purest filtration system and that snow was the rarest and most delicious water in the world. My lips are burning because we ate so much.
all of his pictures were taken on a library computer, how did you even consider fucking him?
hey, sorry about all the butter. I thought it was gonna help.
Best part of Friday afternoon drinking? Having ping pong balls thrown into my cleavage.
"Stranger danger aquaman" were the last words i remember. help me.
I don't think I can recall what a 23 year old cock felt like if one slapped me in the face.
He told me to be careful with the shrooms because he mostly had caps left. He sounded apologetic but that's the best news all week.
My vagina is officially offended.
I'm very aware of my heart moving the blood in my body.
I woke up in a front yard I didn't recognize to a grandma tapping me with her foot. What was in that punch?
He poured champagne on my pussy while he ate me out. I found my unicorn.
Also: that bruise on my leg where you left like 3 sets of teeth marks keeps getting run into the corners of desks and shit. And I can't even complain to anyone at work
Do you not realize that being Batman fulfills about 95% of my non-sexual fantasies?
The highlight of my week is I found some hetero porn I didn't completely hate. Branching out.
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