Ha i know. My vag can't go too crazy for a boy halfway across the country. It doesn't have that good of range
you turned your livingroom into a bong?
you said you couldnt let go of the fence because your hand was molding to it.
He sang nursery rhymes to my vagina to get me to have sex with him..
No, no, no. Fuck you. I took a glass blowing class solely to learn how to make that bong. You shattered it and my dreams in a matter of five seconds.
His rich uncle has six months to live. I feel pregnant.
P.S. The slutty NASCAR driver costume will be saved and used year round for role play.
Boys DO look like their dicks. Its like dogs.
I sincerely thought making it to McDonalds by 10:00am was a shoe-in but it appears that I need to adjust my zoom when looking at the map before walking to places.
You are my mentor.
I drank wine out of a protein shake bottle last night. You may want to rethink that statement.
Well. I went to a frat party where they mixed gin and Mountain Dew. My kingdom for some olives and vermouth.
his basement wasnt heated so when i asked for a hoodie someone gave me a kimono.. i passed bc who the fuck knows where that shit has been recently
If you need to be the damsel in drunken distress make sure it's before 3.
It took years to build this empire of casual fuckings and not carings.
If you can throw 105 mph it’s mandatory that you’re hung.
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