His moose knuckle keeps winkin at me
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
And if you don't call me, I will embarrass you publicly with a can of spray cheez.
You didn't want to have sex last night because you said your grandpa just died and you didn't want him watching..
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
I'm pregaming for my hair cut. Working two jobs definately taught me how to use my time wisely...
Did you Fuck minivan and her friend last night?
Apparently after awhile self preservation trumps libido. This is new news to me.
Sorry for rubbing my feet on you and repeating "good pony, stay."
thanks for not telling him i named my trumpet after his dick
My breasts were aching with rage.
No, supporting your unemployed boyfriend IS NOT what credit cards are for.
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
My vagina just clenched in fear
A total of 3 guys left my apartment this morning. That was my first clue to my black out endeavors last night. Gotta love wine Wednesdays.
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