love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Ambien. No doubt about it.
His dick looked like E.T.'s finger. It scared me.
I asked her if she was the outdoorsy type, she replied "I had sex on a fourwheeler once, does that count?"
When you started Hi-fiving people I knew u were fucking gone. You slapped some dude on the shoulder when he wouldn't hi-five you and he asked if he even knew you
I basically get to watch her life fall apart via tumblr updates
And before you get all mad cause I said "nipples," I actually discarded "you are so wet right now" and "you have such a raging clit-on right now."
That's called being sensitive.
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
My mom now keeps ice cubes on hand for my bong water. We may be able to work this relationship out.
You started throwing frozen shot glasses at people and you kept saying "it's fine, they melt."
New life rule, no banging opera singers. I might be a little deaf now
My day may involve a drug pinata. I LOVE MY LIFE.
But I mean, have you ever just LOOKED at how majestic penises are? They are like ivory columns of pure wonder!
Don't ever feel guilty about what you put in your mouth best advice my gma ever gave me lmao
last night on the strip the guy screamed at you YOU GOTTA WORK ON YOUR CALVES.
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