Doo rag and shades in the bar. You are missing your future husband.
my dad just beat the shit out of me cuz i blew my nose on one of my dirty t shirts and he saw it and thought it was cum.
He wouldnt get hard, then started talking about his ex wife. I literally rolled over and started to cry
just skyped with my friend to listen in on the people talking shit about me in the library. creepy or strategic?
His parents had a bottle of captain morgan on the table for me when I went for dinner. I feel accepted
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
We're doing it in the traditional way of discussing why we dislike each other while sharing a bowl. Just like the natives do.
I love it. Like, more than my penis at the moment.
What changed your mind?
Being sober
Well there is another shower in Nov. So I have three months to figure out how to get some drunk space fucking. May need some of your mead
BoomCity!!!
You don't have to text me that every time you have sex. I already heard you ring the gong.
This morning was so rough I can't even. I was cutting up vegetables for my omelet on the floor. THE FLOOR. I sat on the floor because I felt like I was gonna vom.
Do you think accidently including this month's Credit Card statement in my application will keep me from getting into grad school?
Depends ... when did you purchase your vibrator?
I'm drinking with a guy who apparently blew my dog sitter.
i made out with his shirt. MDMA, man.
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