hey what are you doing
hooking up with some marlborough girl. shes gorgeous!
i texted you because i like you, and i told my freinds you were my fiance. but sine we're not dating you're not cheating and i'm pathetic
discovery: the myth about swedish girls giving good head? not a myth.
I woke up to them arguing over who would get my morning wood. Oh, and I was dressed as Santa.
You kept telling that ginger girl, "it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault."
These shoes are like walking on sunshine and labias. So soft and squishy
I can't look at him without thinking about his cum face
I'm one ex away from doing an entire victory lap of all of the guys I've hooked up with since second semester of freshman year. Single me is scary.
I knew you would eventually ask my secret. Pedialite mix drinks. Works wonders.
I know you're on a date and I should leave you alone but about twenty minutes ago I realized I haven't been spanked in years so if you're still looking for a birthday present, you know, consider it.
You were petting your bowl of cocoa puffs and shushing it softly while staring at the mirror
the kid next to me in math class is drawing gay porn. it's good, but that is beside the point
Isis wins if we don't have the loudest, kinkiest sex in every part of my house tomorrow
He's very cute and has a totally sit-able face.
You ghosted you're own booty call. Wow what a sad sad man.
Apparently we fucked, I kicked him out, then he came back and we did it on the coffee table and in the kitchen.
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