I feel miserable, can't drink that much when I go out
We've been saying that since '98
i feel like someone uncorked me like a wine bottle and pulled a living animal outta my arse.
She is a fish and this place is a barrel. I can play this game.
it was frightening. in my opinion the only thing that should resemble a vagina is a vagina.
could you please explain to me why my jumper cables are on my bedroom floor?
I found out his name. Apparently we sat in the shower together and flooded the bathroom.
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
He's rescued me passed out naked on the playground next door and I've rescued him passed out naked in the middle of campus. That's why we're a great couple.
Just to be a PITA after I die, my will leaves 1 cent to each of my FB friends. I hate my lawyer.
Your exhaustion is probably due to your rampant sexual urges and the fact that you live the same life as a raccoon.
All I know is I woke up cuddling a jar of peanut butter....
I think I fucked the doubts about us out of him
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
We had sex then laid in his bed eating chocolate and drinking juice boxes. I think I'm going to keep him around.
I feel like you should store your weed in something that suits your personality. For example mines in a hollowed out disney princess book.
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