I found your twin in sf. His name is ryan. And you are the evil one.
THE PICTURE OF PEPPERMINT MOCHA MADE ME WANT TO TOUCH MYSELF
Can you bring me a pair of sunglasses to the bathroom please... Don't judge me.
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
Yes, that's a picture of my balls. It isn't however an answer to my question.
its like fishing. just send her some cock shots to keep her on the hook then use tequila to reel her in
Please know that I fully expect you to help me steal a bed if I have a bad breakup.
She went dumpster diving. Found flourescent light bulbs, carpet samples and $15. We got a bottle of Popov, played star wars and threatened random people with the carpet. Get on our level.
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
You're dick is like the main character. It needs its own picture.
Can i have the words "she went crazy and never came back" written on my grave?
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
So now I have had sex with 2 people my son graduated high school with.
I woke up this morning to find my closet lacking 98% of my clothes and a text from my male roommate saying your dresses squeeze my genitals
we've dated a week and made out twice. he is taking it slow. but his body is stupid sexy. just want him to stop respecting me and fuck me like a gutter slut. respect me later im not getting younger.
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