So I got my period. Finally. In related news, I reinstated my belief in God.
Her gag reflex was as absent as a father figure must have been in her childhood
he told me not be awkward when his girlfriend comes tomorrow. and then he made out with me
so i was dancing to the glee soundtrack with highheels. i tripped. and the dildo fell on my face. i dont know what happened.
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
Maybe my heart is located in my vagina
he yelled 'rock me amadeus!' when he came
i love that song!
NOT THE POINT
i am exhausted. it's been years. we both know his dick is small. the jig is up.
This is even worse then that time I fucked a guy just because he had air conditioning.
she went to her friend's wedding and caught the bouquet. as the unwilling rebound, can i run away now?
could you clean the juice and feathers off my bed I'm just not up for hangover cleaning.
I'm reffing a fight in Fight Club I don't even know what I'm doing
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
I passed out in my bed, but woke up on the dog bed,with no pants, snuggling with toilet paper and a bottle of softsoap. Ive hit a new low.
And, by “make you dinner” I mean “have lots of sex and multiple orgasms.” So you should probably eat something and before you come over
And hydrate too
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