So my grandma sent me a doily for my birthday - don't ask why, I don't know. Anyways I put my bong on it, I think it actually classed up the joint.
Stop it. You sound like you're giving birth.
I don't know whether I should be pissed that there's glitter in my bed or proud that there's semen in there too.
You might not want to sit on your couch. Actually you may want to throw it away. My bad.
That's not how these arrangements work. You don't buy each other stuff unless you break a sex toy. End of story.
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
My neck kind of hurts. I think from sleeping on the concrete.
Not sure if you're still doing the whole "sleeping with only one person" thing but if you're not we should sleep together when I get back in town tonight.
At this point, just throw that mattresses away. Or bronze it and display it as a testament to your shame. either is good.
For Halloween this year I'm going to paint myself in gold, wear a golden toga and sash saying " cunt goddess"
I don't understand why you're so excited, it's my vagina not yours.
i just took a huge shit in old main. i think my college bucketlist is finished.
So what other shows do you masturbate to? Or is it just friends
I've peed in two sinks in the past two weeks. No one should be able to say that.
Two questions: is there going to be a bathroom at this party, and can we fuck in it. This will define whether or not I enjoy going to parties with you.
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