Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
Well we can cross off dogs, dating sites, and real life as ways to help you meet a chick.
Had a drunk dream about being in a six story taco bell. Oh my god the menu was incredibleeee
I froze in his sixty one degree room but i came so hard. Like fucking the eskimo god.
i had to wake up at 4 am to do my laundry because I was afraid if I saw people in the laundry room they would judge me by the amount of clothes I had covered in vomit from syllabus week
I think I suffocated him while I was riding his face
Just had flashback to me showering u with stir fry as u rythed on the floor
Exactly. Some of us want to get married. And some of us want to wear sombreros and do cocaine. To each their own.
What the fuck could you be doing in that room to make her yell "Beginners Luck!" over and over again?
So take that alcohol. I still win. I ALWAYS WIN. Plus i didn't have to wear clothes. DOUBLE WIN.
This tiny cat is tiny breathing with her tiny lungs and im having a tiny freak out. Like those lungs have to be super tiny.
Wrapped in a blanket, just ate a whole party pizza. All my dreams are coming true and you don't even care.
No apologies necessary. Just give me sex and Pop Tarts, and we'll call it even.
I just meant the frequency of your blow jobs on a flow chart wouldn't look too promising
I just found a grey hair. On my nipple. Fuck you too, Mother Nature.
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