so i was just informed that i sang that song "pop that pussy ayyy pop that pussy" at the halloween party saturday. iembarrassing.
He fucked my earring out of my ear. Of course he's coming over again.
She's trying to master eating with her feet. She said it was be she "always has to be prepared."
going to a night class in lingerie so i can quickly go to his house after.
Our funnel is on top of our neighbors roof.
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
My class coordinator for bio told us that the only thing we should do the night before an exam is to get laid. And then party down after the exam. I like him.
It was weird, because he kept shaking his head like he was motorboating me...but on my vagina.
that's the second time I've made out with him and woken up with my pants stuffed with PBRs I am convinced he's magic
I don't know. Sometimes you can be a wild card with your emotions. Mostly the emotion known as anger.
What's goes good with Everclear?
Pepto-Bismol and a sandwich.
Nothing warms my heart more than the sight of a naked hockey player in my bed.
No we were too stoned to stop you from wiping the peanut butter all over the car.
You just sent a mass text asking if anyone ever drank the blood of a goat in the glorious name of Satan...after that we confiscated any writing utensil
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