its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
Not even the dog will look at me anymore.
I just remember getting him back by licking the window on his truck.
that blow job was not worth the clinginess that will follow
Well, let me tell you, it was the most vivid sex dream I've ever had. More so than the Paris Hilton one I had in 05. And about as weird.
You kept making that girl eat peanuts, saying they were good for her baby..... I don't think she pregnant
I'm sorry I tried putting my balls in your cup holder.
He was hiding behind my bedroom door. at noon. Wearing a t shirt. And a condom. Not attractive.
And I was chasing apple pie moonshine (provided by cops) with bud light limeys. In a golf cart, wearing a tiara.
Check having sex on the rocks and dirt on the peak of saddleback mountain off my list.
I felt like a god.
margarita monday on the first day back? my gpa is telling me noo! but my heart is telling me goo! I am conflicted..
I just dumped bong water and Bacardi out of my purse into the trash can. Everything in my purse is soaked. I hate Sundays.
My boyfriend just asked what time I was coming over. As soon as my old BF unchains me. I think he ran away.
Blood work from physical was all good, apparently heavy alcohol use agrees with me
I might be offended if you don't bang me tomorrow. You know, for America.
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