this is amzing! feels like my body is having sex with its surroundings!
My "High Times" magazine came in today, as well as my girlfriend's new sex toys. We're calling in sick today.
So this girl in my math class just went to the bathroom, tampon in hand, comes back with it still in her hand starts digging around in her purse, takes her thing of birthcontrol out, goes oh fuck, and downs the rest of the pills. Got to love college.
Oh no, it isn't official until she poops.
HAPPY NEWYEARSM FAGTRON! GETTING HEAD IN TAXI I WIN
It's tuesday, which means cocktails followed by cocktales.
Brownies hit. And just found beer. And the bill cosby show is on. And its in spanish.
Maybe I'm just didn't notice and imagined a different penis as a Freudian coping mechanism?
Since the world is still here you can go ahead and disregard those pictures I sent
I was screaming out for people to gather the townsmen and the mayor so we could hang him
We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What's wrong with this tradition?
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
I'm somewhere between crying and wanting to orgasm.
I kinda forgave him after he laid next to me and rubbed my arm for four hours while I tripped balls.
The night went downhill somewhere between the time I was triple fisting smirnoff and when I was throwing up in the yard in nothing but my bra while he talk to me about mashed potatoes
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