It's not littering; it's giving birds nest building suplies. Besides, birds love soy sauce and plastic forks.
This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
We had to be out of the dorms at 730. Meeting started at 8. I woke up at 948. Drunk and covered in glitter.
I'm sorry for coming into your work place and trying to smuggle you out in my purse.
you were sleeping on the floor, then you woke up and told me you were not comfy enough. You took the carpet in the bathroom put it in the bath and you slept there.
I can't right now...you know Sunday night is whn I get drunk and do laundry.
I think I slept in the cheesecake last night. Either that or I had a wet dream. Whatever happened I need to wash my pants.
You left your underwear here. I'm hanging it on my door
i admit it was a weird experience, but why regret what once made you cum
He purred while eating me out. HE PURRED AND I LIKED IT.
Not good... He ate my chips. Thats not a sex analogy for anything. My actual potato chips... gone. I lost on both ends.
I was just the victim of a drive by judging in a horse and buggy.
The fuck? Where?
St. Mary's. Amish people. Too high for this.
Either I think of sex like a man, or all the men in Vegas are women.
I've washed my hands three times and it still smells like Astroglide.
Can I get high for this class every tuesday? Its like a multi-sensory carnival acid trip.
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