he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
sorry about having a shotput competition with your microwave, seemed like a good idea at the time
Blew a line and having a jolly rancher... the day is looking up.
I'd say it's a shame and a disservice to the world that we can't stay drunken shitshows to infinity
Come out Saturday. It's for my lesbian daughter from the future birthday.
Ps you missed quite a show. I was for some reason whipping my hair back and forth and head butted the tip jar. It shattered and now I have a circular bruise on my forehead. All the bartenders hit the floor to get all the quarters.
He balanced a treat on his nose, and then he rolled me a joint. My bf is the best pet ever.
This medicine is making me nuts. I just woke up and I thought I was in a glass case with Asians staring at me.
Sorry for cyberstalking your dad.
you bet i'm gonna rock his four-foot-two world.
Like he was cock blocking and it usually takes ten cocks to block this cock
The bad thing is that I bled through my bandages last night and keep finding blood around the house. It's almost like a scavenger hunt for solber me. I get to find out where drunk me went.
This is the third time I have overheard parents tell their children "don't be that girl" in reference to me. I'm either doing something horribly wrong or amazingly right
You have thirteen minutes to get here if you want to get back together. Otherwise I'm getting digits from the waitress.
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