let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
SEE! I KNEW I HAD A LONG-TERM REASON FOR BEING A SLUT!
Well the weddings in 4 days so I already got the eightball lined up and the wii fit all warmed up. Still wanna bet I wont lose 20 pounds by the wedding?
I just discovered the Reese's pieces and sourdough bread sandwich. No signs of coming down.
Drinks appeared in front of me. Who am I to deny destiny? And by destiny, I mean free drinks, which appear by magic.
What we have is to special to throw away over a woman who spreads her butt cheeks on a pool table for me...
I am not working on the very first day I can throw up alcohol that I legally bought and drank.
I feel like a bottle of fireball rented a bull dozer and ran me over until I was left without a shred of my dignity
He came inside and met my grandmother after we had sex in the driveway. I love that he has a van.
Like he was trying to be sexy but he had shit taste in porn so i left
you're the only girl i know who can be too sick to walk to the kitchen and still have enough game to receive multiple orgasms
You smell like a steam boat captain.
Whatever your on right now, I want.
My roommate has a sixth sense about my jerking off and walks in EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
I don't know who's idea it was to get wine for a frat party but my poor pitiful hung over self really fucking hates them.
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