Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
we are driving next to a guy driving and masturbating while looking at a naked magazine. I love LA
He gave me an orgasm with his left hand...and he's right handed. Of course he's a keeper.
I just found our entire wall-to-wall from September 2006 printed out and clipped... it's 49 pages. Blackout me is so considerate of bored-at-work me
I had her number in my wallet, I was sitting on a winning ticket for the blowjob lottery and didn't know
Apparently she saw two women get in a slapping match over a comforter at target yesterday. She said it was awesome. Clearly I take after her.
I couldn't get past the raccoon on my porch so i slept on my lawn.
Your roommate from freshman year just had a baby. I think you're winning. Hooray for fifth year seniors!
Also, I want you to know, that not only am I apparently the expert on sexting. Our bishop is consulting me later. So my talents are varied.
Talking to him sober hurts my brain
He compared my blow job skills to finding gold treasure in a gold chest, so there's that.
I am pretty great at coffee and mistakes
Yeah, he threw a chair and hit her in the side of the head. She started hysterically crying and then proceeded to continue kicking our ass at beerpong. The girls got talent.
I can't come. It's so cold my uterine walls have frozen together like a cherry popsicle.
Do NOT. I repeat. DO NOT call me little one after we have fucked. In no world is that ok. Even jesus agrees.
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