So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
When i woke up this morning she asked me 'when did you first find out that you could see the future.' I gotta stop drinking.
Did everyone make it back alive?
You say that with such hope.
Is that a no?
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
I remember key bumps, porn and a mom in my bed. Sums up my day.
that is an amazing summary hahaha
Oh my god I forgot there were Band-Aids on my nipples
I really want to fuck that guy in the full wind breaker suit
Then me, her, and her mom snorted tequila. The bartender was in shock.
Wow! It's so great to hear from you! We all thought you perished in Winepocalypse 2012, man.
I don't work there anymore. If they had Prince themed dildo parties i never would have quit
The frequency with which I change my vibrator batteries is getting a little ridiculous....
I CAN SEE SO MANY PENISES. There are so many visible penises here.
Where are you???
Yoga class :(
Unless you want to see me masturbate, I think skype is a no go for now.
Not having a reliable dick in is getting expensive. I’ve had to replace 3 vibrators since Mike and I split up
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