You know you love balls. Don't act all "I-Don't-Love-Balls-ish"
please come you make the beer taste better
oh man. maybe i should puke on his dick? just to test how much he loves me?
Thank GOD those kids were having a lemonade stand, I didn't have anything to wash down my plan b with.
I started making my dollar bills into rings for the strippers
I'm wearing cowboy boots and showing way too much cleavage to be in a place with no jaeger.
I am VERY upset that you called my fiesta a waste of time.
Just pretend you're riding a unicorn through space. Thats how I deal with the stirrup situation at the gyno office.
Come back I feel like I ticking time bomb of
of drugs
He is really real. Like I know where he works, have referenced him with mutual fb friends and I've seen his dick. He's real.
I feel you. We can get adjoining rooms. It'll be like Disney world, but with drugs and ivs instead of roller coasters and Mickey Mouse.
Which is way cooler
I traded him cumming in my face for a year for a Disney annual pass. One giant leap back for feminism, one small step for the adult child Disney fan.
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
I just left and he walked me out and went call me if you're ever... Eh... Whatever. And walked away.
Sexting and pancakes... It's going to be hard to top that
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