no. you can't hotbox the world.
I think I should have my paycheck direct deposited to the bar
Hey they cleaned all the blood out of the elevator. Also could you pick up some nachos?
there were staples in my comforter. what kind of sex did we even have?
this may be my drink champagne alone in a bbaby pool in the dark night
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
It's a "nonproductive" (vocab word) cough. It's like a constant tickle in my throat, like there's a little elf with feathers for feet going Gangnam style on my "uvula" (vocab word).
I cannot even describe to you the most amazing ass I have ever had the pleasure of seeing walk up the stairs in front of me just now.
He's doing his thing where I don't know if he's alive until three in the afternoon so idk
I just paid for weed by taking him to the store to buy cheese so he could make empanadas. Best. Drug deal. Ever.
I have good news and bad news. Bad news, she's not in porn. Good news, I found porn.
Again. I'm very sorry I tried to poke your eye out. You've been aware of my inability to aim since day one.
Is it weird that I only look up my ex on Twitter when I take a shit? May have conditioned myself to associate him with shit
What's your opinion on eating ass? Just looking for a yes or no
I hate when he takes the condom off to cum all over me. It defeats the purpose.
It’s like having a barf bag and choosing to puke in your own lap.
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