You should see what I'm doing to your stuffed animals
i've lived in the woods for so long, as long as its post-op, i don't care.
I'm dreading the fact that when the dominoes guy comes, he will ask me if i placed an order under the name "high as shit".
Her underwear doesnt even match. If youre going to be a face book whore at least have matching shit.
great, thanks for announcing that I gave you head over twitter
at least I said it was good
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
Probably shouldn't have worn my jeans covered in blood from last night to class.
Mid stroke she told me she'd had bigger. Replied I could tell. Sex ended right at that moment.
Stormed out of the house in frustration and now I'm in public and have to take a rage dump. Today sucks.
I was so gone I thought the cops banging on my door were kids from the party trying to get into my room... needless to say, I started moaning louder so they would take the hint.
You are the ghost of drunk bitches past, present, and future.
He had a hook in his ceiling. I think I'm in love!
Oh, now I remember why I deleted your number. You're kind of a dick. Please delete mine.
2016 shall be rememered as the year I sharted while putting up the Christmas tree.
I made a powerpoint to trip to.
you are so studious.
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