I drove you home. there is no excuse for wrecking your car 3 hours later.
Let's create a 16 and pregnant drinking game
She kept saying "I'm going to hell" the entire time we were fucking. I really wasn't sure what to do... so I agreed with her.
That was definitely the right answer.
She was the most uninteresting drunk I've met
i'm sad. The beetle crawled away. I was only trying to get him stoned.
I can feel the fear and stress bubbling in my stomach. Or maybe that is the pregnancy.
He slow fucked me. Doggy style. On a porch. You never slow fuck doggy style. Its a law. A LAW.
Yours weakened by children. Mine weakened by a forearm sized cock for 8 years.
Admit it. It's a brilliant plan with hundreds of possible repercutions.
Understatement of the year.
If I get there and all he has for my big valentines surprise is his body, I'm dumping his ass and posting his dirty pictures on a porn site so people can laugh at him.
Like, she can be the shepard of the gays. Delivering him unto homosexuality.
After this week, alcohol is mandatory.
I think about him when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love
I either have a problem or a really good solution... I just ordered my homecoming dress off of a website that sells forplay outfits.
You'd think that a rotation of two 30 year old men could keep me satisfied... WHY ISN'T THERE A MAN THAT CAN KEEP UP WITH MY HEALTHY SEXUAL APPETITE?!
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