return my video game
I woke up this morning with I hate myself feeling
he wouldnt have sex with me because his guild had a misson on world of warcraft.
the whole time he was cumming, he did the joey lawrence WHOA. over and over. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
dude last night I threw my weed into my back yard. there is now a foot of snow. after an hour I found my weed. if I put that effort into school, i'd have a 4.0.
Lost is over, my longest committed relationship is coming to an end.
its impossible for me to find something that fits my tits my muffin top and my ass all at the same time
I had five suicidal voicemails from him when I woke up this morning. They all started and ended with "DON'T FUCK MY ROOMMATES".
It was only one, it doesn't count.
Don't remember shit. It was only until I saw the glaze on my forearm that I knew you drove to get donuts last night. I also spent 20$ there apparently
hey the jello shots wont freeze
How much Everclear did you put in them?
uhhh all of it
No I kepy moaning and just called out a name to make them believe I was actually having sex instead of masturbating.
Just ignore the penis. It's won't bother you. I promise.
Please clarify that he is speaking of beer pong and not rough sex
I have hit the ultimate fuck buddy status. We pulled over in a construction zone to have a quickie.
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