yes, the chronicles of narnia is exactly what happens when you do crack inside of a wardrobe.
Can you imagine it being physically possible any other way unless the cows are unnaturally flexible
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
we found his I.D. in the upstairs bathroom...under a towel in a hidden pile of snacks from her kitchen
The next time i black out make sure i remove the ping pong balls from my weave. Especially before my first day of classes.
Exactly. So you're exempt under the "I can't just fuck her to make it go away" clause of 2010.
The boat wouldn't start, so we brought it back to her house and we've been sitting in it in her driveway for the past 5 hours drinking beer and yelling at peoplee.
I just want to lay in a bed of egg mcmuffins and cry
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
I don't need to marry the guy. I just need some filthy, shameful wish fulfillment sex and then live out the rest of my life on the bean farm.
Never in my life did I think i would give a blow job in the bathroom of my old elementary school. Twice.
Actually, lets be honest. I will probably keep calling him the pastor because it brings me joy using pastor and fuck buddy in the same sentence.
I'll give you one guess. It has a cock and I want it
I'm about 40% drunk. You know, not drunk enough to light the bar on fire, but drunk enough to let the cougar hit on me.
Just did the "lost my phone, need #'s" post and I got a text saying "go ahead and save me as Ashley-DD because I know you will anyway. I think I love her.
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