Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
I woke up this morning to the buzzer on my oven going off... I cooked fish sticks at 425 degrees for 5 hours last night. my house smells awesome
I denied three guys and puked everywhere because I love you.
he made me scream out "#24" while we fucked...no more football players
Heading to the gym, the one that guy said he goes to. Already checked online, his class is at 5. And no, this isn't too much after meeting him last night. Stop judging me,
I'm going to knit you a pair of furry handcuffs. And you said that knitting class was dumb.
You told me if you could get your shoes on, you deserved a coke and rum. We never made it to the party.
I feel like I have to sign a death waver before I have sex with him...
Oh no, we smoked the revival weed. It came in a Batman bag. It hit like justice. And orphans.
I'm at the hospital waiting for my sister to push out her kid. I think I'll roam the halls and shame all the teenage mothers.
He's hitting it raw. Might as well stick his dick in a vat of SARS at this point.
Free stuff before I even put his balls in my mouth like wow great start
Giiirrrllll. Back to back snaps of dicks. Two different guys sent me their dick at the same time. This is totally what our founding fathers meant with life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Do you ever just admire your boobs?
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