another moral hangover. fuck.
Today I ate a sandwich and half my molar fell off, feels like a semi sprayed into my jaw.
I wish i was spraying into your jaw.
bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
but she was nice to me.
She was a fuckin STRIPPER.
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
I wonder if u can grow weed on Framville and sell it to Mafia Wars?
My lips are red and swollen. Solid proof that giving head is a viable alternative to lipstick and plumper.
i don't think they understood the house was collapsing. they kept dancing and jumping and asking for more cups.
I feel like you just railed me after that sext
Literally too hungover to pull out of the driveway. Tried 3 times and failed. I'm going back to bed.
while he was teaching, every time he said "wet" he would look at me, that's what you get for sleeping with the professor's assistant
It's the kind of dick you travel across the country for
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
Just woke up to the cat unconscious on my stomach, his face between my tits, purring to bring down the walls. I'm endeared and horrified at the same time.
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