It's Friday. Sex?
idk, i just don't think periods are something you can catch in a little cup.
he's dressed up as spiderman, i don't understand why he's crying.
i'm using my hot pot to make jello shots in a muffin tin. i'm never ever graduating.
he broke up with me while standing outside, half naked, waiting to fuck him. i feel like a leper right about now.
I know you claim to have a large penis but I do not believe in what i cannot see. Sort of like god.
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
Totally passed out on the dealers bed after paying him all in ones so no, i dont think i'll be getting a discount soon.
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
WTF YOU SHOULDNT BREAK A SWEAT TAKING A SHIT. MY BODY HATES ME.
MASS TEXT: Lets start a new tradition. Black Friday log pic contest. I'm waiting.
We're like a dynamic duo.
Bisexual and Proud, Lesbian and Loud.
Agreed then we'll really be on our A game tomorrow. And by A I mean alcohol.
Guy fieri is speaking only to me. We make eye contact. My whole body is vibrating. My head is purring. I am literally marbles.
Why can I remember how tall Nicki Minaj is from looking up her height once months ago, yet after weeks into the semester I can't even remember where any my classrooms are located
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