why didn't you poke me back
He was dressed in cheap leather and smelled like death.
I fucked him in a hamburger. literally. he has a hamburger bed.
Any day you don't mysteriously wake up in the garbage is a good day.
I'm not sure, 7-8, the last bit was a rush of at least three blended together. Basically you fucked me so stupid that I can't even recall the number of orgasms.
So you know, I'm making that my facebook status.
I came out, you were peeing on the car and when I asked why you said it deserved it because its a rental
He counted every piece of macaroni in the box and then faceplanted into the bowl
I'm dying. The alcohol is viciously exiting my tiny body.
Never have i felt more judged than when i was throwing up in front of a hello kitty shower curtain at 5 in the morn
That is cause you are some weird type of mutant that lives off of Alcohol.
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
Hey, I found that piece of pizza you lost in my bed last night. Never again...
I met someone else! And I had a wonderful orgasm! And he wants to see me again, like take me out!
I don't just want drugs. I deserve drugs.
Ive got small boobs, but they sure do like to pop out and party with the big dogs.
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