we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
She was the most uninteresting drunk I've met
He kept saying that the puke outside the theater wasn't his and it was all a set up to keep him from partying with the whores. Then he passed out on the sidewalk.
He must be back home now. He moved his box of beer from her porch to ours.
everyone contributed. i held her hair back, he rubbed my vag... it was a team effort.
no, she just came home, mumbled about being a gerbil out of water then ate half cooked chicken nuggets.. normal night
Does he cat effect his dick pics to you? Because THAT is true love
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
One of my students submitted a thesis proposal to find the exact correlation between desire for sexual intercourse and vaginal heat.
Tell me you accepted it! This is critical fucking research!
I can not be a lesbian living on Beaverland.
Dude we smoked with a bunch of random stoners in a forest, then group hugged. It was the most magical thing we've ever done.
How does a face ride mean we're back together?
Whelp, I woke up on the front lawn this morning. I have got to stop wearing these underwear. Every time I do, I end up puking in someone's greenery.
Jesus fucking Mary Christ if I have to clean shit out of my fucking bathtub one more fucking time I'm gonna murder a fucking kitten
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