Ok let's jusst not talk today bc then we'll just do dangerous things but I'll say hello
it's not our fault the pink and the sink are so close together.
Yea my vagina was pretty pissed at me for not taking advantage of the situation...
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
Imagine cans of beer raining. Like not hitting you and hurting you. Just gently falling into your hand whenever you're sad
i fucking swear, saying shit like "i dont get jealous" is like personally inviting your slutty friend to fuck the guy you slept with like a month ago
my vagina is starting to think like a penis, and I'm not even slightly worried
'TWAS BUT A GLORIOUS SIGHT. BITCHES.
I'm pretty sure I asked his brother if he was gay while drunkenly falling to the ground.
Had to snap chat three different people to ask who left the bite mark on my thigh. All three said "Wasn't me". Now I can't wear a bathing suit to my mom's pool.
She's really sweet and cute, but when she drinks, she becomes way too proud of her bush.
Would it be totally wrong, that in honor of princess leias death, I role played as her??
Actually we have similar relationship styles aka no relationship... it could work
snapping my married booty call and next thing I know a plan b ad pops up
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